[Intro]
Thank you
Ha, so glorious
I'm so thankful, I'm so thankful (I'm shy, oh my God)
[Verse]
Just another day with my feet in the sand
Man, I came a long way from selling ten dollar grams
Man, I'm like the VLONE, I ain't got no damn friends
From them stoves on 14th, had my music in the pan
Baggy jean fit, bitch, I feel like Dapper Dan
But this Demons At Play, it got me cooler than a fan
Put some numbers on your head like my rapper friend Chance
This the war of the gods, not no Clash of the Clans
You sleep on me, you took like half of a Xan'
It's cool, I'm shootin' to the top, boy, I had to expand
You know I get dough, boy, I ain't talkin' Freebandz
Don't go takin' all the sauce, you know it's not for free, man
This revenge, killers dead, boy, I'm sick in the head
I rock Rick and Hermès
Niggas rats, swеar they should have lived during thе plague
Fuck your momma, nigga, yeah, big dick between her legs
From the woods, yeah, we got the choppa in the shed
Take me back to the hood, ridin' bikes with the pegs
Snow fall, but not involved with no goddamn sled
Snow fall, but not involved with no goddamn feds
I'm 'bout to trip out, bitch, I forgot all my meds
Killing floor, bitch, I pull up with my chop, it kill a ZED
Yeah, I set the standards high, and Lord know I bled
Just another Friday, I'm gettin' high like Craig
Night, night, dope got me going to bed
Fight night, knock some sense up in yo' head
Thank you
Ha, so glorious
I'm so thankful, I'm so thankful (I'm shy, oh my God)
[Verse]
Just another day with my feet in the sand
Man, I came a long way from selling ten dollar grams
Man, I'm like the VLONE, I ain't got no damn friends
From them stoves on 14th, had my music in the pan
Baggy jean fit, bitch, I feel like Dapper Dan
But this Demons At Play, it got me cooler than a fan
Put some numbers on your head like my rapper friend Chance
This the war of the gods, not no Clash of the Clans
You sleep on me, you took like half of a Xan'
It's cool, I'm shootin' to the top, boy, I had to expand
You know I get dough, boy, I ain't talkin' Freebandz
Don't go takin' all the sauce, you know it's not for free, man
This revenge, killers dead, boy, I'm sick in the head
I rock Rick and Hermès
Niggas rats, swеar they should have lived during thе plague
Fuck your momma, nigga, yeah, big dick between her legs
From the woods, yeah, we got the choppa in the shed
Take me back to the hood, ridin' bikes with the pegs
Snow fall, but not involved with no goddamn sled
Snow fall, but not involved with no goddamn feds
I'm 'bout to trip out, bitch, I forgot all my meds
Killing floor, bitch, I pull up with my chop, it kill a ZED
Yeah, I set the standards high, and Lord know I bled
Just another Friday, I'm gettin' high like Craig
Night, night, dope got me going to bed
Fight night, knock some sense up in yo' head
( Trippie Redd )
www.ChordsAZ.com