Trippie Redd
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Trippie Redd
Trippie Redd
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Trippie Redd
Trippie Redd
Trippie Redd
Trippie Redd & Peezy
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Trippie Redd & DaBaby
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Trippie Redd & Zelly Ocho
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Lyrics from Snippets
[Intro]
14
Yeah (Oh my God, Ronny)
[Chorus]
Pull up in the demon, feel closer to God
We reppin' the gang, you know we the mob
We runnin' this shit, you close to a [?]...
...
(Ah)
Lately, I been feelin' like I ain't do enough (Uh-huh, yeah)
Live my whole life like I'm screwin' up
Ain't nobody want nothin' to do with us (Yeah, yeah, ah)
Pop a percocet and then I threw it up (Ah)
Ain't nobody fuck wit' me, so I was booted up (Yeah), zooted up
Shawty ass fat, I told her, "Toot it up," (Toot it up)
I want that money right now, might just drop the Brinks truck (Brinks truck)
We out the country right now, look how we done cleaned up
Yeah, shawty fine as hell, she might want a VISA...
Low Life 2 was produced by Ronny J.