It's Lifted
Robb Bank$, Trippie Redd
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(I think I might be happy) (Sip dirty) Gang (sip dirty) (Dirty) yeah Oh-ooh, oh Oh, oh (ayy, uh) Two in the cup, three in the cup Four in the cup, four in the cup, half a O in the blunt Roll out the pound and we smokin' jokes up Knows that yo' bitch, but I don't give a f*ck She know you the opps, my dick in her gut You ready or not, my choppa gon' bust And I'm knowing it's up 'cause she say that it's up It's lifted (yeah) Came from the trenches (yeah) Life changed, I'm movin' different Fast cars, money and women (money and women) Shawty fine as f*ck, I put her in Chanel (in Chanel) I'm a well known flexer, name ringin' bells Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah The top of that coupe, gotta peel Kurama for real, I'm breaking the seal Know I keep the Tommy like pickles, no dill Four to five on drank, on the cool, on chill (chyeah) My Lebanese bitch, she don't speak no English Say her name like a Pokemon, again and again (yeah) All I know, when we f*ck, she bring a friend and a friend, and a twin I went sister sister in the Benz (yeah, yeah) Bitch, I go sister sister in they throat Bitch, they like Roger after, go home I might go twin glizzys on these hoes Snuck in every pistol at Club 54 I'll crash in a minute, don't f*ck with my pivot Bae, just take both them balls And just dribble it, dribble it Perc-15 killing me, death to my enemies Look me in the eyes when you suck it, feel the synergy 200K on my chest you can't match me I'm givin' out BBC to the Vashtie's (yeah) She said she wan' f*ck (yeah) Psh, bitch, gladly (yeah) Every time I'm in it, she be callin' me daddy (yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm like, "What you sayin'? Your granddaddy Shaggy" Better call that nigga Femto, anytime I stab it I got a Lucy Liu ridin' my dragon I don't run out of drank, let me open my cabinet Two in the cup, three in the cup Four in the cup, four in the cup, half a O in the blunt Roll out the pound and we smokin' jokes up (yeah) Know that yo' bitch, but I don't give a f*ck She know you the opps, my dick in her gut You ready or not, my choppa gon' bust And I'm knowing it's up 'cause she say that it's up It's lifted Came from the trenches (yeah) Life changed, I'm movin' different Fast cars, money and women (money and women) Shawty fine as f*ck, I put her in Chanel (in Chanel) I'm a well known flexer, name ringin' bells (bells)
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Written by: Richie Orville Burrell, Michael Lamar White IV
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