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trippie redd – the jungle book lyrics

[intro: lil wop and quavo]
this beat from murda (murda)
that’s it, that’s it right there
hey, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus: lil wop]
we the taliban blowing sh-t up like saddam, ayy
b-tch, i keep the chopper on me, i’m heavily armed, ayy
and i’m from chiraq, we got guns like iraq
we’ll take your sh-t and when you come we make you buy it back
i just put chanel on my lil’ b-tch, that b-tch like five racks
i just told her, “go pick up the pack,” and she gon’ fly back
big stick with a big clip, make you back, back
in a coupe with the stick shift, we be ridin’ fast

[post-chorus: trippie redd]
yeah, we gon’ pull up with some big guns
yeah, b-tch, i’m big 14, i keep some big drums, yeah
i like counting green, i got some green thumbs
think i got pneumonia in my face, i see the symptoms, yeah

[interlude: trippie redd]
uh, big 14, know what the f-ck going on, lil’ b-tch
gang, gang, uh
shoot you, take your chain, chain
uh
we ’bout all that action
we ’bout all that action
we ’bout all that action, n-gga
we ’bout all that action
we ’bout all that action
we ’bout all that action

[verse: trippie redd]
smoking ’til my lungs hurt, uh
i count all this guap until my thumbs hurt, yeah
b-tch, i’m big 14, that’s on my brother, yeah
i can see your face right on this plain shirt, yeah
i want all the love but all this love hurt, yeah
all these p-ssy n-ggas mad, they b-tthurt, yeah
i can read your mind, you n-ggas cluttered
i been eatin’ good p-ssy, n-gga, on my supper, yeah
yeah, b-tch, i’m the sh-t
i’m a walking l1ck but you n-ggas ain’t takin’ sh-t
i’ma pull up with that chopper, mops out, do a hit
drill time, yeah, n-gga, k!ll time, yeah
i might k!ll slime, yeah, on a k!ll grind, yeah
on a k!llstreak, uh
man, these p-ssy -ss n-ggas, man, they k!ll me
i been drippin’ sauce, lil’ b-tch, h-lla filthy
got a mink coat ’cause it was gettin’ chilly

[outro: trippie redd]
uh, yeah, uh
when it’s k!ll time, drill time, we k!ll slimes
on a big grind, and we big time
big time, big time, yeah, we big time
yeah, we big time (we ’bout all that action, we ’bout all that action)
pull up on the scene, you get k!lled, slime, ayy (we ’bout all that action, we ’bout all that action)
pull up on that scene, you get (we ’bout all that action, we ’bout all that action)
uh, you get drilled, you get drilled for real, you get
you get k!lled for real, you get k!lled for real
you get spilled for real, yeah

- trippie redd lyrics

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