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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trippie Redd
Trippie Redd
Vocals
Juice WRLD
Juice WRLD
Vocals
YNW Melly
YNW Melly
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamell Demons
Jamell Demons
Songwriter
Jarad Higgins
Jarad Higgins
Songwriter
Danny Snodgras
Danny Snodgras
Songwriter
Michael Lamar White IV
Michael Lamar White IV
Songwriter
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Igor Mamet
Igor Mamet
Mixing Engineer
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Producer
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(I love Trippie Redd)
[Verse 2]
Pourin' up fours, mud in my cup
Won't look at the past, it's behind us
Fallin' in a bottomless pit, find us
Life is a purge, sound all the sirens
[Verse 3]
Do whatever I want, don't give a fuck, live my life, uh-huh, uh-huh
I got yo' wife, she my slut, she take nut, uh-huh, uh-huh
And I don't walk shit at all, I'm on the money run
I don't got no opps, they stay inside 'cause they scared of my guns
Your bitch say she want a real one, I told her come and find one
It's funny how you pussy, but you never been inside one
Aye, these dumb ass virgin ass ****, man
They run when they see the gun in my hand
Bullets like Twitter, they follow them
[Verse 4]
Nut, my kids, she swallowed them, oh
Yeah, she swallowed them
Boy, your chain ain't solid gold, your jeweler finessed, he hollowed them
These **** say they wit' it, uh, we gon' Harry Potter him
Make that lil' bitch disappear, got VVS's in my ear
Oh-oh-oh a chandelier, aye, shinin' on your bitch, we fleek
These hoes wanna fuck 'cause I'm so freaky deaky and your bitch gon' eat me
You know that we killin' these fuck ****, hell nah
Ain't no throwing no white flag, hell nah
Pussy boy, we don't buy that, pussy **** pull up on them and bite that, uh
130K on a Cuban Link, aye
Shawty wanna fuck, suck the dick, and be my bae, aye
Chillin' on that couch, fuck yo bitch in her mouth
Catch a **** slippin' put it in his fucking house, slatt
I ain't with the talkin', I ain't with the talkin'
I ain't with the talkin', put the pussy **** in the coffin
He red, **** say he bleedin', he red, he red
I'm killin' everybody instead, yeah
[Verse 5]
It be so cold up in the summertime, in the summertime
Diamonds on my fingers, baby blue, they look like Megamind
I don't know reality, bitch, I feel like Coraline
And we from the Northside, pull up, Optimus Prime
I don't wanna miss life, yeah
Promise it feel better takin' his life
Yeah, Codeine when I piss right
'Cause we live that fuckin' triple six life
Yeah, that 6 kiss life
Murder what it is, murder what it is, yeah, murder what it is, uh
I'ma catch a murder in this bitch, that's for certain in this bitch
Close the burtains in this bitch, uh, yeah
[Verse 6]
Uh, it's a living hell and we living in hell
I'm from there, living hell, I'm from there, I live in hell, I'm from there, yeah, gang
Written by: Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr., Jamell Demons, Jarad Higgins, Michael Lamar White II, Nicholas Mira
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