Trippie Redd - Limitless lyrics

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Trippie Redd - Limitless lyrics

[Intro: Trippie Redd] 14, 14, 14 baby Woah, 14, 14, 14 baby Huh [Chorus: Trippie Redd] All my life I been limitless, n***a never had a limit, huh Yeah, rollin’ around in the Rari, you still in the Civic Yeah, rollin’ around in my city, I feel like I’m Diddy Yeah, all these n***as they some s**ers, I show ’em no pity Young n***a gotta floss, hey Dabbing on ’em with the sauce, huh Feeling like a young boss, huh Feeling like I’m Rick Ross, huh Hundred dollars in the city man All these f** n***as man they hate it, huh Now I made it out, when I come back better show appreciation [Verse 1: Trippie Redd] Appreciate my time difference Appreciate my rhymes different Appreciate my grind different Appreciate that I did it Appreciate that I did it, appreciate that I did it Actavis with oil sippin’, Actavis with oil sippin’ yeah This thirty got me limping, woah Ball like Scottie Pippen, yeah They hate me ’cause I’m different, woah yeah yeah yeah yeah Appreciate my time difference Appreciate my rhymes different Appreciate my grind different Appreciate that I did it Appreciate that I did it, appreciate that I did it Actavis with oil sippin’, Actavis with oil sippin’ woah [Chorus: Trippie Redd] All my life I been limitless, n***a never had a limit, huh Yeah, rollin’ around in the Rari, you still in the Civic Yeah, rollin’ around in my city, I feel like I’m Diddy Yeah, all these n***as they some s**ers, I show ’em no pity Young n***a gotta floss, hey Dabbing on ’em with the sauce, huh Feeling like a young boss, huh Feeling like I’m Rick Ross, huh Hundred dollars in the city man All these f** n***as man they hate it, huh Now I made it out, when I come back better show appreciation [Verse 2: Rocket Da Goon] I been trippin’ all week off the narcotics Takeoff on Pluto, got some hoes beside me Sipping Hi-Tech, moving like a zombie That boy say he looking for me, come and find me Pull up with trip and we tweaking VVS’s on me blinging Smoking dope with the demons Dress according to the seasons Pop a perc, then I leave the surf I ain’t coming back I’m making plays in the field like a running back Louis V tennis shoes, I’m trapping on avenues Alexander McQueen my protegé I’m sipping on lean out of lemonade I pop me a xan then I levitate You can’t live how I live ’cause I wake up every day with pints in my fridge [Chorus: Trippie Redd] All my life I been limitless, n***a never had a limit, huh Yeah, rollin’ around in the Rari, you still in the Civic Yeah, rollin’ around in my city, I feel like I’m Diddy Yeah, all these n***as they some s**ers, I show ’em no pity Young n***a gotta floss, hey Dabbing on ’em with the sauce, huh Feeling like a young boss, huh Feeling like I’m Rick Ross, huh Hundred dollars in the city man All these f** n***as man they hate it, huh Now I made it out, when I come back better show appreciation [Verse 3: Lil Tracy] All of my life I been limitless My hoes different colors like M&Ms I been spending them Benjamins I been spending them Benjamins Some G-Star and jeans, yeah I feel no what [?] is I’m f**ing on your lil b**h again She s**ing all on my dick again Pull up to the club, these hoes like there he go She so thick woah, I might just take this b**h home Yeah, my Rafs fit like a moose Her p**y so wet like some goop n***a want beef, I’m like who? Shoot at your a** like a hoop [Chorus: Trippie Redd] All my life I been limitless, n***a never had a limit, huh Yeah, rollin’ around in the Rari, you still in the Civic Yeah, rollin’ around in my city, I feel like I’m Diddy Yeah, all these n***as they some s**ers, I show ’em no pity Young n***a gotta floss, hey Dabbing on ’em with the sauce, huh Feeling like a young boss, huh Feeling like I’m Rick Ross, huh Hundred dollars in the city man All these f** n***as man they hate it, huh Now I made it out, when I come back better show appreciation

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