Trippie Redd - BIG 14** lyrics

[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)