Too Fly Lyrics – Trippie Redd
***-ass *** (Woo)
Maybach with the curtains, and it’s perfect like my mama, yeah (Slatt)
I just *** the ***, she was too fire
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 an L, I’m smokin’ dead opps
I was sittin’ back, seein’ *** one way, had to realize I had two eyes (Two eyes)
Niggas be talkin’ that gunplay, they pull on the block and it’s *** (***)
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 ‘Ollies
King of the Hill, father figure, just like Hank’s, word to Bobby
Speak of the hills, I keep me a Tommy
***, I’m a Don, but don’t call me Donny
We got them rounds, we shoot at your body
She *** around, she off of the molly
I just popped a Percocet
Heard you hatin’, is it workin’ yet? (Workin’ yet)
I’m so up, you so upset, I’m so up, a homage check
I’m so up, Obama check, ***, I blow up, Osama, yeah
Maybach with the curtains and it’s perfect like my mama, yeah (Woo, woo, woo)
I just *** the ***, she was too fire
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 an L, I’m smokin’ dead opps
I was sittin’ back, seein’ *** one way, had to realize I had two eyes (Two eyes)
Niggas be talkin’ that gunplay, they pull on the block and it’s *** (***)
I hang with the killers and murderers, don’t be a victim of homicide (Homicide)
Givenchy, Chanel, we ringin’ them bells (Yeah)
Dead guy, I’m a red guy
Pull up on the block, shoot you, headshot
Had that *** take the red eye
Smokin’ ***, I got red eyes
I’m *** as hell, yeah, *** as hell, oh my God
*** as hell like God, I’m *** as hell like God
I’m up as hell like God, she like, “Oh my God”
She wanna blow my ***, tryna hit up the spot
I told her beat up the block, *** tried to leave her socks
Took a trip overseas, why not? ‘Cause, ***, I’m hot
***, I’m hot (Hot), can’t believe I’m hot (Slatt)
I just *** the ***, she was too fire
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 an L, I’m smokin’ dead opps
I was sittin’ back, seein’ *** one way, had to realize I had two eyes (Two eyes)
Niggas be talkin’ that gunplay, they pull on the block and it’s *** (***)
I hang with the killers and murderers, don’t be a victim of homicide (Homicide)
Givenchy, Chanel, we ringin’ them bells (Yeah)
