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trippie redd - angry vibes lyrics

[intro]
aye, whoo, bands, real n-gg-s, whoo

[verse 1]
real n-gg-s live by the code
catch a n-gg- lacking with my f-cking bros
i don’t f-ck with opps all y’all n-gg-s hoes
met a few women, y’all can get exposed
with my n-gg- 9, yeah, up the pump
put it to your nose and your body froze
doing trill, catch another body though
like that’s my f-cking hobby yo

[hook 1]
i’m a real n-gg- in the field witcha
do a trill with you and my lil’ n-gg-s
keep it trill papa, couple bills witcha’
king trippie keep it real witcha’
i’m a real n-gg- and a field witcha’
doing trill with you with my lil’ n-gg-s
keep it trill papa, couple bills witcha’
king trippie keep it real witcha’

[verse 2]
lil n-gg- let them llamas fly
leave a young n-gg- so traumatized
told me gas sh-t , all my n-gg-s ride
don’t make me make another momma cry
doing trill, catch another homicide
based n-gg-, you got b-tterflies?
choppa at your 30, you afraid to die?
king trippie, n-gg-, f-ck the other side
juug, juug , got all this jewelry
man this sh-t ain’t new to me
your b-tch new to you, she ain’t new to me
i ain’t really with the f-cking foolery
p-ssy nin in these f-cking diamonds
bad b-tch and i’m f-cking shining
got a bad b-tch from the f-cking islands
take trips to the f-cking islands
cause these guys don’t realize
when they talking fly, man it’s suicide
don’t talk through it, n-gg-, do or die
n-body else, n-gg-, you and i
big choppa, i might let the bullets fly
that red dot right between your eyes
yeah i play p-ssy, what you n-gg-s try?
cause that gon beat the night, you n-gg-s die

[hook 2]
yeah, they talking twos, whoo
robbers in these trues, aye
shining all these jewels, yeah
i’m gon play you like a fool, aye
roll them f-cking blunts, whoo
back them f-cking blunts, aye
sell them f-cking blunts, aye
get my f-cking money, whoo
yeah, they talking twos, whoo
robbers in these trues, aye
shining all these jewels
i’m gon play you like a fool, whoo
roll them f-cking blunts, aye
back them f-cking blunts, whoo
sell them f-cking blunts, aye
get my f-cking money, aye

[verse 3]
gang gang n-gg-, we the best see
dare a n-gg-, try and test me
got six shots in these cowboys
head shots, n-gg-, you deadbeat
cause i don’t f-ck with no f-ck n-gg-s
if i catch an opp, i might bust n-gg-
bands all in my f-cking pants
reason why i don’t trust n-gg-s
cause n-gg-s be on that slurp sh-t
when you wide in the jungle, n-gg-
n-gg-s die in my slurp but
on the gang, we gotta rumble n-gg-
cause i’m sitting high and i’m f-cking hoes
real n-gg-s slip on the f-cking code
went from late nights, pushing b-ttons cold
in the louie truey, and i’m f-cking cold
i got a trap queen, gotta up the pole’
and if a n-gg- talking, then i’m f-cking smoke
king trippie, no f-cking joke
man, i rep my hood like a f-cking coach
winning meg, hope you die smoke
you white pill like the f-cking snow
all for that codeine and i’m leaning n-gg- like a f-cking slope

[outro]
aye, leaning off of that codeine, whoo!
promethazine got a n-gg- leaning to the left, aye
i’m off of that codeine, aye
promethazine, all the drugs, all the drugs

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