Lyrics Too Fly - Trippie Redd

Too Fly - Trippie Redd
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Too Fly, artist - Trippie Redd. Album song Pegasus: Neon Shark vs Pegasus Presented By Travis Barker, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 18.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 1400 Entertainment, TenThousand Projects
Song language: English

Too Fly

Pussy ass nigga
Woo
Maybach with the curtains, and it’s perfect like my momma, yeah
Slatt
I just fucked a bitch and she was too fire (Woo)
I just made a half a million, too fire (Ah)
I just poured a four in my soda pop (Pop)
I just rolled me up a L, I’m smokin' dead opps
I was sittin' back, seein' shit one way
Had to realize I had two eyes (Two eyes)
Niggas be talking that gunplay
Then pull on the block and its suicide (Suicide)
I hang with the killers and murderers
Don’t be a victim of homicide (Homicide)
Givenchy, Chanel, we ringin' them bells
Yeah, Murakami on my body
I pop Oxys, not no
King of the hills, father figures
Just like lakes, word to Bobby
Speak of the hills, I keep me a Tommy
Bitch, I’m a dad, but don’t call me daddy
We got them rows, we shoot at your body
She fuck around, she off of the molly
I just popped a perky for you hating niggas, fuck you at
I’m so high, be so upset
I’m so up, no, I’ma jet
I’m so up, Obama check
Bitch, I blow up, Osama, yeah
Maybach with the curtains and it’s perfect like my momma, yeah
I just fucked a bitch and she was too fire (Woo)
I just made a half a million, too fire (Ah)
I just poured a four in my soda pop (Pop)
I just rolled me up a L, I’m smokin' dead opps
I was sittin' back, seein' shit one way
Had to realize I had two eyes (Two eyes)
Niggas be talking that gunplay
Then pull on the block and its suicide (Suicide)
I hang with the killers and murderers
Don’t be a victim of homicide (Homicide)
Givenchy, Chanel, we ringin' them bells (Hey, God)
I’m a red God
Pull up on the block, shoot you, headshot
Had that bitch take the red eye
Smokin' dope, I got red eyes
I’m high as hell, yeah, high as hell, like God…
I just fucked a bitch and she was too fire (Woo)
I just made a half a million, too fire (Ah)
I just poured a four in my soda pop (Pop)
I just rolled me up a L, I’m smokin' dead opps
I was sittin' back, seein' shit one way
Had to realize I had two eyes (Two eyes)
Niggas be talking that gunplay
Then pull on the block and its suicide (Suicide)
I hang with the killers and murderers
Don’t be a victim of homicide (Homicide)
Givenchy, Chanel, we ringin' them bells

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