[Intro: Trippie Redd] Ooh, ayy 14, 14, 14, babe yeah [Verse 1: Trippie Redd} In rack city counting up a four I was trapping, getting it by my 'lone Rocket got them pints for the low Chris got the rocket, he gon' blow Murder what she wrote We came through and took her soul She want that ****** then she get boned Rack city blowing ******, ****** She off the molly and the coke, ****** You wan' touch then you get poked, ****** Run my hood like the pope pope, ****** [Verse 2: FOREVER ANTi PoP] They thought I was dead but I'm still alive I just needed time to relax ****** I just needed time, now I'm back ****** The money coming faster than it ever did Please play this at my funeral If I die tomorrow tell my mama that I'm sorry for the life I chose But this the life I chose Mama I'm sorry This is the life for me Nobody loves me but me Nobody loves me but me I ****** my girl last week Told her get on her knees Then she sucked on my D Then that ****** hit the streets, she ain't ******' with me [Interlude: Trippie Redd & FOREVER ANTi PoP] No more, no more, no more, no more No more, no more, no more, no more [Verse 3: Chris King] I see more tombstones than the undertaker And if we ****** now we can't cuddle later The chopper make roaches scatter, ****** a huddle breaker This MAC, I aim it at your face, I cannot make up Brrat, I got the pounds and that ain't from Jamaica Smoke, this thing I'm shooting ****** up god's creation Ah, you the best, who am I replacing Woah, oh that's a vest? well it's your mind I'm aimed at Scars of love from warfare with automatics Bullets burn like lava, chopper spitting volcanic Codeine and percocets, spend a kidney and a liver Stupid ****** ****** me over, I get it, I still miss her woah [Outro: Trippie Redd] In rack city counting up a four I was trapping, getting it by my 'lone
[00:13.13][Intro: Trippie Redd] [00:13.32]Ooh, ayy [00:20.19]14, 14, 14, babe yeah [00:24.52][Verse 1: Trippie Redd} [00:25.28]In rack city counting up a four [00:28.34]I was trapping, getting it by my 'lone [00:31.24]Rocket got them pints for the low [00:34.19]Chris got the rocket, he gon' blow [00:37.98]Murder what she wrote [00:40.56]We came through and took her soul [00:43.41]She want that ****** then she get boned [00:46.36]Rack city blowing ******, ****** [00:49.34]She off the molly and the coke, ****** [00:52.37]You wan' touch then you get poked, ****** [00:55.40]Run my hood like the pope pope, ****** [00:58.35][Verse 2: FOREVER ANTi PoP] [00:58.59]They thought I was dead but I'm still alive [01:01.57]I just needed time to relax ****** [01:04.60]I just needed time, now I'm back ****** [01:07.47]The money coming faster than it ever did [01:10.58]Please play this at my funeral [01:13.45]If I die tomorrow tell my mama that I'm sorry for the life I chose [01:17.58]But this the life I chose [01:20.84]Mama I'm sorry [01:21.00]This is the life for me [01:22.33]Nobody loves me but me [01:24.21]Nobody loves me but me [01:26.12]I ****** my girl last week [01:28.34]Told her get on her knees [01:30.22]Then she sucked on my D [01:32.31]Then that ****** hit the streets, she ain't ******' with me [01:35.63][Interlude: Trippie Redd & FOREVER ANTi PoP] [01:35.76]No more, no more, no more, no more [01:41.98]No more, no more, no more, no more [01:47.12][Verse 3: Chris King] [01:47.31]I see more tombstones than the undertaker [01:50.05]And if we ****** now we can't cuddle later [01:53.16]The chopper make roaches scatter, ****** a huddle breaker [01:55.95]This MAC, I aim it at your face, I cannot make up [01:59.09]Brrat, I got the pounds and that ain't from Jamaica [02:01.93]Smoke, this thing I'm shooting ****** up god's creation [02:04.94]Ah, you the best, who am I replacing [02:07.86]Woah, oh that's a vest? well it's your mind I'm aimed at [02:11.10]Scars of love from warfare with automatics [02:13.72]Bullets burn like lava, chopper spitting volcanic [02:16.20]Codeine and percocets, spend a kidney and a liver [02:19.23]Stupid ****** ****** me over, I get it, I still miss her woah [02:22.52][Outro: Trippie Redd] [02:22.75]In rack city counting up a four [02:26.96]I was trapping, getting it by my 'lone
