[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Huh
Big 14, b*tch, yeah (Yeah)
Big 14, b*tch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big 14, b*tch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big 14, b*tch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big 14, b*tch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big 14, b*tch, yeah
Big 14, b*tch, yeah (Ayy)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Don't come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil' b*tch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah
On the yacht, let's have a toast 'cause I'm the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes, you know them ni**as wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Kill a ni**a, drill a ni**a, spill a ni**a
Caps'll get peeled, lil' ni**a, I was in the field, lil' ni**a
AK with that scope, with that beam, where it's real, lil' ni**a
We want all the smoke, all the war, we don't fear you ni**as (War, kill, woo)
We gon' drill it down (Down), with a hundred rounds (Hundred rounds)
sh*t, brought the fu*kin' sound, she just like to fu*k around (Yeah)
She don't wanna date (Uh), I just wanna fu*k a while
Yeah, I wanna fu*k her from the back and go to fu*kin' town, yeah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Don't come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil' b*tch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah
On the yacht, let's have a toast 'cause I'm the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes, you know them ni**as wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Offset]
...
fu*k a model, I don't know (Go)
Hundred round Glock for the internet trolls (Skrrt)
fu*k on a thot, I'ma pay for the bros (Yessir)
Count up a M in one night in my Rolls (Count up)
Put this sh*t on me or put me in Vogue
Straight out the Nawf, Big 34 (Nawf)
Think that we soft and we shoot out your soul (Hey, soul)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Don't come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil' b*tch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah
On the yacht, let's have a toast 'cause I'm the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes, you know them ni**as wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)