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trippie redd & lil yachty - who run it (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: trippie redd & lil yachty]
yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah
huh, big 14 b-tch
1400 yeah, 1400 yeah, 800 yeah
1400/800 lil’ n-gga, flexin’ paper n-gga
you know what the f-ck goin’ on
yeah, ayy, hold on, ayy

[verse 1: trippie redd]
real n-ggas live by the code
catch a n-gga lack on my f-ckin’ bros
i don’t f-ck with opps so y’all n-ggas’ hoes
met a few of ’em, y’all could get exposed
with my n-gga too, he’ll up the pole
put it to your nose, leave your body froze
do a drill, catch another body though
like, that’s my f-ckin’ hobby, yo
i’m a real n-gga, in the field witcha, do a drill witcha
all my lil’ n-ggas keep it trill, pop a couple pills witcha
big trippie keep it real witcha
i’m a real n-gga, in the field witcha, do a drill witcha
all my lil’ n-ggas keep it trill, pop a couple pills witcha
big trippie keep it real witcha
lil’ n-gga let them llamas fly, leave a young n-gga so traumatized
totin’ gats jit, all my n-ggas ride
don’t make me make another mama cry
do a drill, catch another homicide
fix your face, n-gga, you got b-tterflies?
chopper at your throat and you afraid to die
big 14, f-ck the other side
jugg, jugg, 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
glistenin’ in these f-cking diamonds
bad b-tch and i’m f-cking shining
i got a bad b-tch from the f-cking islands
taking trips to the f-cking islands
guess these guys don’t realize
when they talking fly, man, it’s suicide
don’t talk, do a n-gga do or die
n0body else, n-gga, you and i
big chopper, i’ma let the bullets fly
that red dot right between your eyes
i don’t play, p-ssy, wish a n-gga try
’cause that’d be the night n-ggas die
n-ggas act like i ain’t g.o.a.t. or somethin’
take a trip, go chill with the bros or somethin’
call a few b-tches, chill with some hoes or somethin’
n-ggas be flexin’, they bold or somethin’
they don’t want that war, go home or somethin’
internet flexin’ with the phone or somethin’
you a lil’ pup, n-gga, fetch a bone or somethin’
n-ggas male strippers when them poles is bummin’

[bridge: trippie redd & lil yachty]
gang (uh), gang (uh), huh, gang (uh)
1400 gang (yuh), 800 gang (yuh)
1400 gang (yuh), 800 gang (yuh)
lil’ n-gga talkin’ down, we gon’ sn-tch his chain (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)

[verse 2: lil yachty]
hold on (lil boat)
ayy, who you think you ahead of? not us (uh)
and these n-ggas they mad ’cause i’m richer than them
stay ganged up, i ain’t cl!ckin’ with them
you can get shot, terry richardson them
n-gga, i ball like the pistons and them (uh)
f-ck around, you come up missin’ like them (yeah)
you the type run to the sheriff (ha)
act like you hard and you careless (yeah)
n-gga, i’m a real -ss n-gga, ain’t fake a n-gga
free my big brother out the prison cell (woo)
qcm p told ’em, “give ’em h-ll”
ridin’ ’round in a maybach with my n-gga pellz
glock out, running we empty 12
b-tch on my d-ck, that’s a love spell (yeah)
b-tch with the sh-ts, call her annabelle (yeah)
if they won’t call, i don’t gotta yell (yeah)
hundreds so crisp like a pack of kettles
f-ckin’ her jewels with my n-gga jack
crotched up, all of my brothers sack (yep)
gotta run up them ricky racks (yep)
in the safe in the real, we got h-lla plaques (yep)
got more plaques on my wall than your brother t–th (facts)
boy, you young, where your similac?
buyin’ whips, yeah, we into that (yep)
f-ckin’ hoes, yeah, we into that (yep)
loving hoes, yeah, no n-gga
got a .223 inside the h-llcat (doot-doot)
keep it all in the pack, huh
hundred n-ggas in your section
hmm, where the hoes? n-gga, that’s weird (p-ssy, p-ssy)
cop a new lamb, cop a new ‘rari
just to go and switch gears (skrrt)
burn out, burn out
every time we turn out, make a big scene (yeah)
2k, 3k, 4k, 5k, spent it on my new jeans (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
gave big bro twenty-seven racks for his birthday, the world made a scene (facts)
y’all don’t even know how a n-gga live
spend twenty racks like two bands (facts)
uh, came with the sticks like they hunting n-gga
throwing gang signs, call it taunting n-gga
can’t n0body at qc get punked, n-gga
what is a one-on-one, n-gga? we jumpin’ n-ggas
we got the strap, n-gga, f-ck it, we stompin’ n-ggas
i’m just as rich as your favorite rapper, n-gga, might be richer (yeah)
hit the pent like i’m derek fisher
f-ck the b-tch right, then i kiss her
ride around town, you the one who l!cked her (ew)
ha, real player like my pops (pops)
thirty round in my glock (doot-doot-doot)
we run it, not opps (ha)
ten toes on my sole, n-ggas wouldn’t double dare to cross the big boat (yeah)
last year, i was 19, had 300k inside a kith coat (yeah)
pull up deep, wide body n-gga
feel like jeremy shockey, cold as minnesota (hoo)
bought my moms a rover but i ain’t blocboy (skrrt)
but i do keep a glock for opp boys (doot-doot-doot)

[outro: lil yachty & trippie redd]
lil boat (who else?)
14
gang

- trippie redd lil yachty

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