Trippie Redd ! (Exclamation Point) Album: 20 of the Best Lyrics

"Damn, that shit hurt, bae/That shit hurt in the worst ways/Why'd we fight in the first place?/Man, that shit hurt, bae/Always mad on a Monday/And my mind on a runway/Sometimes I wanna run away" —Trippie Redd

"Bitch so bad with the snakeskin, ayy/Foreign do the dash, you know I'm racin'/All my racks the fuckin' same, yeah, they adjacent, huh/All them motherfuckers is blue faces/Made a lot of fuckin' millions off the pavement/And it took a lot of patience and waitin', anxious, ayy" —Trippie Redd

"Hold up, slime, I'm with Duke, uh/Slime, I'm with troops, uh/Pussy nigga talk down, then we slime him like woop, huh/Shine then I grind, throw the dime like I hoop, ayy/Bad bitch and her ass is obtuse, but that stomach is acute, uh/Nigga, what it do? Uh/Big red counting blue, huh/Wet like wonton soup/With your bitch like two/Tweety birds in a coupe" —Trippie Redd

"Since a jit, I been the motherfuckin' shit, dawg/I got them mad, they in they feelings, yeah, they pissed off/I had to go and flood it, VVS the wrist, dawg/You better pray to Big 14, I'm heaven-sent, dawg/I don't do Moët, sipping rosé and some Cristal/I get my drank from Rocket, nigga, ball like Chris Paul" —Trippie Redd

"I spoke to God yesterday and I told Him save me/Think it's the rapture today and I told Him take me/I empty clips on them niggas, don't know 'bout safeties/I got 'em glitching and shaking like they got rabies/I liked her pic' on the 'Gram, now that bitch my baby/I'm in a S550 swerving Mercedes" —Trippie Redd

"Shawty wanna go with me/Say she wanna travel 'round the globe with me/It's cool, come rule the underworld with me/I can't imagine no other girl with me/Come get these diamonds and these pearls with me/I said come rule the fuckin' world with me" —Trippie Redd

"I hope they love you like they say they do/You gotta sit back and listen to what they say to you/Tryna put on niggas but they betraying you/Really they are some bitches and they afraid of you/The devil shoot for the stars and it gon' aim at you/Gotta play right with your cards to win a game or two" —Trippie Redd

"I'm on lean, I might blackout/Shawty wanna show her ass out/All-black Wraith, got the guts out/Pouring up lean 'til I pass out/I got a whole lot of mugshots/Too much money, can't count this guap/Backseat with the bags out/Rick Owens with the tags out" —Playboi Carti

"You don't know what it's like having these people watching you/You don't know what it's like to feel like you got shit to prove/You don't know what it's like, you don't know what it's like to move like this/I said you don't know how it is, you don't know how I live/Got your bitch on my dick, whole face full of kids" —Trippie Redd

"Fuck being friendly, nigga, I'm done with that/Every time I get a new whip, gotta put a gun in that/'Cause when you die off in these streets, it ain't no coming back/Niggas killed me in my roles and blessed my son with that/Niggas die young where I'm from, mamas cry young where I'm from/Cops, we outrun/It's Westside Compton, bullets, you don't make it out without one" —The Game

"Death or jail, that's the outcome, we smoke without lungs/If you 'bout some', don't fold when the drought come, nigga/Find you a rapper with a Richard Mille on/Take his watch, hop in that rental and throw 'A Milli' on/To a nigga in the streets, it ain't nothing really wrong/Smoke weed, fuck bitches, rap, and put your city on" —The Game

"Now my wrist froze up, bitch/Lamborghini got the doors up, bitch/You know what it is, you chose up, bitch/Keep your heart, keep your soul up, bitch/You was looking for exposure, bitch/I was looking for some closure, bitch/Lickin' park blunts like I'm Rosa, bitch/Big ass blunt, need a donut, shit" —Trippie Redd

"I keep my mind open/If it's on my mind, then you know it/I be speaking my mind like a poet/I guess this is why I was chosen/Keep my foot on they neck, now I'm golden/Splish and splash in designer, I'm soaking/It's game over, now enter a token/This time, you better be focused" —Trippie Redd

"Take that little bitch on a ride again, yeah, yeah/What, you tough? You wanna fight and shit? Yeah, yeah/Pull up with a chopper, got a knife on it, yeah, yeah/Uh, ayy, for sure, for sure, uh/1400 nigga wanted four, you know/I'm big bro, uh, yeah, if you want some smoke/You get some smoke/Talkin' down on gang, you get your shit poled/Talkin' down on me, you get a slit throat" —Trippie Redd

"Know I'm giving hell up in the streets, up in the booth/I can change the world, you want lies, I tell the truth/What that mean? (Mean), what that mean?/Pop a nigga brain like a bean/Shawty want my dick like a fiend/I'm talkin' waterfalls, baby a sweet ravine" —Trippie Redd

"I'ma hop out with that MAC-10/Pussy get shot for that cappin'/Pussy get popped 'bout that actin'/Please say hello to my gat, bitch/I'ma slime his ass, bro, on my slatt shit/Bitch not my blood on my blatt shit/I'm from 800 block where we wack shit/If I want it, I take that, we snatch shit" —Trippie Redd

"I'm at the top of the penthouse/Your nigga pocket on lint ball/Elliot Diamonds like Kristoff/You cannot trap with no pistol/These niggas lame and they not in my league/Rich nigga smell like Gelato and cream/Freaky lil' bitch and she swallow my seed/I keep a gat and a bitch on her knees" —Lil Duke

"Show no emotions, I live in the dark/I don't know why but that bitch left me scarred/I don't know why you just ain't play your part/Now you focused on wishing me harm/Fuck it, right to bear arms/I keep that stick on me, armed/Under the enemy arms/I cannot fold under enemy arms" —Trippie Redd

"Keep my four right by my Bible in the glove compartment, yeah/Talking gangster shit, then be a thug about it/Put your heart up in the street, ain't get no love up out it, yeah/Pistol to the sky, don't give no fucks about it/Nigga, knuck about it, nigga, buck about it, yeah/Choppers out in public, we gon' bust about it/If I like it, yeah, it's a must I cop it/Foreign whip leave you in the dust about it" —Trippie Redd

"Diamonds water just like a lake, oh/Let's take a fucking break, let's get the fuck away/I'm offline, yeah, I'm offline/I can't see this shit like I'm legally blind/I don't got no time for this shit, I'm on a whole different wave, yeah/I hope you don't disintegrate" —Trippie Redd