STRIKE OUT Lyrics – Trippie Redd
Huh
Go ahead and strike out, go ahead, strike out
Go ahead and strike out, go ahead, strike out
Go ahead and strike out, go ahead, strike out
Go ahead and strike out, go ahead, strike out
Huh, run up the bag
Run up the cash, strike out on they ass, ha (Woah)
I got a red *** pouring up purple stuff
Call up Dave Blunts fat ass to give me some double cups
I told that *** to get in the huttle, I told that *** to huddle up
I told that *** stay out of my bubble, I told that *** don’t come near us
Mini Draco and it came with some trouble, .556 (Fah, fah, fah)
Dead zone *** and I’m repping the five
Red zone, ***, leave you dead, I’m a Don
Go ahead and strike out, go ahead, strike out
Go ahead and strike out, go ahead, strike out
Go ahead and strike out, go ahead, strike out
Go ahead and strike out, go ahead, strike out
Strike out, strike out
Strike out, strike out