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trippie redd - watch the block lyrics

[intro: tiny tim & trippie redd]
tiptoe through the window
by the window, that is where i’ll be
come tiptoe through the tulips with me
hah, hah, hah

[chorus: trippie redd]
dirt on the floor, we laying him down
stick to the code, we laying him down
shootin’ at hoes and laying ’em down
met up with your b+tch, i’m laying sh+t down
trappin’ them bows and sending ’em out
trappin’ them bows and send the sh+t out
they don’t want smoke, they send me a dot

[post+chorus: trippie redd]
laying sh+t down and watching them drop
laying sh+t down and watching them drop
laying sh+t down and watching them drop
laying sh+t down and watching them drop
laying sh+t down and watching them drop
[verse: vonoff1700]
we comin’, so it’s n+ggas, ready or not?
he not my opp if he never got shot
toss gang masked up on the hunt, on a [?]
she like when i f+ck, i be hitting her spot
baby [?] took a glock and it came with a dot
he reached for my chain and he felt that fah
pull up, plan the opps then we flipping yo’ car
word to my cup, you can’t get from a bop
bounce out, tried to run, but he ain’t make it far
i’ll murder your ass, i don’t care who you are
he got hit two times and he screaming out, “ah”
we’ll drench out a n+gga like we at the spa
lou s.b, it’s forever or stop
cut off his d+ck, send it back in a jar
me and backend like franklin, lamar
i be shooting at n+ggas, i feel like the mob
any state that i’m in, they treat me like a star
don’t play with me n+gga, go play a guitar
shot him four+many times, lou said that’s bizarre
he wasn’t using his head so we left for the job

[pre+chorus: trippie redd]
you play with the mob and we gunnin’ you down
red beam on yo’ nose, we’ll show you a clown
we f+cking your hoes and turn you to loud
we starting a fire, i’m in the clouds
[chorus: trippie redd]
dirt on the floor, we laying him down
stick to the code, we laying him down
shootin’ at hoes and laying ’em down
met up with your b+tch, i’m laying sh+t down
trappin’ them bows and sending ’em out
trappin’ them bows and send the sh+t out
they don’t want smoke, they send me a dot

- trippie redd lyrics

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