Trippie Redd - Trip McKnight** lyrics

[Intro: Trippie Redd] Trippie Redd You know who my favorite band is? You ever heard of Led Zeppelin? Ha-ha (Haha) Where y'all cash at? (Yeah, gang) (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.) Big 14, know what the fu*k goin' on Where your motherfu*kin' bag at, ni**a? (Big 14, b*tch) Ha-ha (1400 or nothin', ni**a) You know what's goin' down And we gunnin' ni**as on gang (Bah) [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Yeah Say you got cash, lil' ni**a? Then throw it (Ha-ha) Go get a bag, lil' ni**a, then blow it I got them racks, lil' b*tch, I'ma throw it (Yeah, yeah) Say you got cash, lil' ni**a? Then throw it You have the cash, lil' ni**a? Then throw it I got them bags, lil' b*tch, I'ma throw it (Racks) I'm throwing that money all out in the open (Racks, racks) I don't give a fu*k 'bout money (Don't give a fu*k, nah) ni**a get bust 'bout money (ni**a get bust) Lose my trust 'bout money (Lose my trust) You know that b*tch can't touch my money (Don't touch) [?], King Tut my money I know why they act funny I know why they act funny (Yeah, huh) I know why they act funny [Verse 1: Trippie Redd] b*tch, I'm a Don and I stick to the code Sip Don Pérignon when I get on the road b*tch, I'm a villain, my heart hella cold Split Superman, and I get in my mode With the slatt militia, I'm coming from the code I run the block, I don't need a motive (Motive) This a McLaren, bae, fu*k a Toyota (Toyota) Two up with the savages, militants, soldiers Her pussy got weak, my money got older You ain't from the block, say you go with the [?] 'Rari's, Lamb's, Corvetties, and Rovers I ain't a fan if there ain't no performance I'm 'bout to chill, we sendin' in morgues We poppin' these ni**as like muhfu*kin boils b*tch, I got money like [?] Got it out of the mud now I'm on [?]... I'm still on they ass, I ain't keepin' it coridal I'm down to cool sh*t, I done trapped with the portals I ain't never been scared, I'm a muhfu*kin' mortal I'm throwin' up cash, my money immortal b*tch, I'm no organ donor Keep me a rubber like Luffy, get out my Circle I run up the block in a motherfu*king corner Big 14, b*tch, I scream 12 with the opps Me and Ski Mask 'bout blow it up with a mop (Huh?) [Chorus: Trippie Redd & Ski Mask the Slump God] Yeah Say you got cash, lil' ni**a? Then throw it (Ha-ha) Go get a bag, lil' ni**a, then blow it I got them racks, lil' b*tch, I'ma throw it (Yeah, yeah) Say you got cash, lil' ni**a? Then throw it You have the cash, lil' ni**a? Then throw it I got them bags, lil' b*tch, I'ma throw it (Racks) I'm throwing that money all out in the open (Racks, racks) I don't give a fu*k 'bout money (Don't give a fu*k, nah) ni**a get bust 'bout money (ni**a get bust) Lose my trust 'bout money (Lose my trust) [?], King Tut my money (King Tut) Don't take that king, King Tut my money I know why they act funny (Okay, I know) I know why they act funny (Yuh, yuh) I know why they act funny (I know) [Verse 2: Ski Mask the Slump God] [?] [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Yeah Say you got cash, lil' ni**a? Then throw it (Ha-ha) Go get a bag, lil' ni**a, then blow it I got them racks, lil' b*tch, I'ma throw it (Yeah, yeah) Say you got cash, lil' ni**a? Then throw it You have the cash, lil' ni**a? Then throw it I got them bags, lil' b*tch, I'ma throw it (Racks) I'm throwing that money all out in the open (Racks, racks) I don't give a fu*k 'bout money (Don't give a fu*k, nah) ni**a get bust 'bout money (ni**a get bust) Lose my trust 'bout money (Lose my trust) You know that b*tch can't touch my money (Don't touch) [?], King Tut my money I know why they act funny I know why they act funny (Yeah, huh) I know why they act funny