Trippie Redd – Supernatural Lyrics

Supernatural Lyrics – Trippie Redd

Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill

*** I’m from 800 where we ***, ***
Walked out doing drill, drill
Pop out like a pill, pill
Wake up in the morning spark a blunt and *** a damn seal
We balling, ***, I break the back board, Shaquille O’Neal
Big chopper turn like Timmy, we got dracos with ***
We got kids running around with semis
That ain’t love, that’s envy
Big Jurassic in your city
Beamers, Benz and Bentleys
Rolling around G-Wagon
Lean go to my kidneys
*** I’m a monster, *** I’m a goon, how can I lose?
*** I’m a winner, diamonds, they dancing on me like the winter
(I got the shells) No master splinter
(I got them bails) Put the blick on my hitter
(Put a cross on my nails) But they won’t cross my niggas
Big 14, know what the *** going on
Gang

With the gang, I’m a rebel, I make treaties with the devil
I’m in space don’t need no shuttle
Don’t be scared, don’t need no trouble
I just downed this Hennessy, got me seeing double
Counting chips, don’t let the cookie crumble
We keep blicks, got that bag and I won’t ever fumble
Trippie vs the whole damn gang, it’s like a royal rumble
*** boy got pushed out the whip, I watched him roll and tumble
Your *** kissing on my ***, look like she blowing bubbles
You niggas Autobots, I’m a damn Gundam
Walk around this ***, like I’m the pops
Now they mad I sonned them
Summing up the paychecks, I’ma get this cash
Summing up that paycheck, I’ma get that bag
Private flights to Berlin, I got jetlag
Niggas try to steal my shine and I jetpack
And I’m only going up from here
Like a jetpack
And your homie I rolled up in here, it’s that good pack
(Good ***, ***, gang)