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  1. A.... 3....

    I miss the old trippie redd lol

  2. A.... B....

    Lil Twist went stupid hard lmao

  3. J.... C....

    Preasure

  4. R.... R....

    Haha, 14, 14, 14, haha...

    Run up in your house, haha, ayy
    Run up in your house, huh, hey
    .30 to your head, its to your mouth, huh
    I might shoot right at your spouse, huh
    Pussy boy close your mouth
    Diamonds on me woah
    Shawty baby woah
    Ice wied open, but you keep doors closed
    Lamborgini doors, butterfly doors
    Diamonds on me woah
    Wrist look like snow

    Adding percs and codeine
    Own the scene since the team
    Double cup full of syrup
    Got me leaning like Kareem
    Got me leaning in your bitch
    She can pass around like a meme
    She go head first in the coke
    Now face painted like a stain
    She go kuku off the coco
    She go ape shit off the bean
    She gon raid shit off the molly
    She gon take five for the team
    She come back for more, like a fiend
    She gon bag the o full of weed
    Soon as the hoe tea
    Send them back to Cleveland like the king
    I rob a nigga like Chyna
    Take their whole house and they dream
    Take his whole mouth and the genes
    Got the rocket launcher with a beam
    Got the pockett mustard with the beam
    Got the Cuban link with the gleem

    Run up in your house. haha, ayy
    Run up in your house, huh, hey
    .30 to your head, its to your mouth, huh
    I might shoot right at your spouse, huh
    Pussy boy close your mouth
    Diamonds on me woah
    Shawty baby woah
    Ice wied open, but you keep doors closed
    Lamborgini doors, butterfly doors
    Diamonds on me woah
    Wrist look like snow

    Run in your house give me everything
    Close your mouth tea black tape
    I don't need no mask on
    Turn your good day, to a bad day
    We the niggas they talking about
    We the niggas they wouldn't see
    We the brand new squad up (Woo)
    22 I'm currency
    And I'm sipping on a dirty tea (Damn!)
    And your baby daddy skirted me
    And you lying like a mother fucker (What?)
    If you saying you ain't heard of me (Liar)
    And I'm killing all you fucking rappers
    Yeah, that is a first degree
    None of y'all can murder me
    Run in your house, this a burglary

    Run up in your house. haha, ayy
    Run up in your house, huh, hey
    .30 to your head, its to your mouth, huh
    I might shoot right at your spouse, huh
    Pussy boy close your mouth
    Diamonds on me woah
    Shawty baby woah
    Ice wied open, but you keep doors closed
    Lamborgini doors, butterfly doors
    Diamonds on me woah
    Wrist look like snow

  5. A.... S....

    🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

  6. J.... C....

    Sick shit

  7. P.... L....

    Banger I love your Trippie this song is fire 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💯1400 gang

  8. E.... B....

    Lil who? That nigga been lost since 2010

  9. j.... j....

    👁 14 👁
    👅

  10. B.... B....

    I'm big 14 bichh

  11. j.... ....

    I haven’t heard lil twist since 2011 lol

  12. K.... B....

    I don't understand that why?

    K.... B....

    but this is dope 💣🥶☠️👽