“Big 14 Trippie Red Lyrics” sung by Trippie Red & Offset feat. Moneybagg Yo from the album A Love Letter to You 5 represents the English Music Ensemble. The name of the song is Big 14.
Big 14 Trippie Red Lyrics
[Intro: Trippie Redd & Offset]
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Huh
Big fourteen, b^^ch, yeah (Yeah)
Big fourteen, b^^ch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, b^^ch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, b^^ch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, b^^ch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, b^^ch, yeah
Big fourteen, b^^ch, yeah (Ayy, hey)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Offset]
Don’t come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil’ b^^ch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah (Woo)
On the yacht, let’s have a toast ’cause I’m the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy, thirty)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah, hey)
With them slimes, you know them n^^gas wipe your nose (Slime), yeah (Slime)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like, oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Offset]
Stackin’ and flippin’ that money, not sellin’ my soul (Stackin’ that)
Walk in that room, told that b^^ch not to slip on my drip ’cause it’s all on the floor (Don’t slip)
Trap all this s^^t in the Nawf, in the ‘bando, they knock at the door like Jehovah (Knock, knock)
I keep a hundred round drum in the back of my trunk and it bite like a Cobra (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Feelin’ like Tony Montana, the world is mine, we runnin’ the globe (Mine)
Get the f^^k up, I don’t know (Go)
Thirty-round Glock for the internet trolls (Bah)
F^^k on a thot, I’ma pay for the bros (Yes, sir)
Count up a M in one night in my Rolls (Count up)
Put this s^^t on me or put me in Vogue
Straight out the Nawf, Big 34 (Nawf)
Think that we soft and we shoot out your soul (Hey, soul)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Don’t come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil’ b^^ch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah
On the yacht, let’s have a toast ’cause I’m the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes, you know them n^^gas wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
(Go)
Big speaker, richer than all my teachers, that’s the same young n^^ga, used to skip school (True)
Just read up, fifteen Ms touch down in my account, I’m in a new mood (Go)
Let’s speed up, Adderal, thirty, that’s a lil’ orange circle, look it up on YouTube (Meds)
Grim Reaper, I can get a n^^ga out of here, I just look like this, I just play cool (Fool)
S^^t water, diamonds on H2O (Sparkle)
We gon’ pull on him and blow (Bow)
Cop a pint, pour a fo’, coughin’, cups and drinks, corner store (Kitten)
You spot my opp drop the lo’ (Quick), gotta bake me a cake for this dough (Earn it)
Fifty-five deep in my show (Currently), blew her back in day before
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Don’t come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil’ b^^ch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah
On the yacht, let’s have a toast ’cause I’m the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes, you know them n^^gas wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 3: Trippie Redd]
Kill a n^^ga, drill a n^^ga, spill a n^^ga
Caps’ll get peeled, lil’ n^^ga, I was in the field, lil’ n^^ga (Yeah, yeah)
AK with that scope, with that beam, where it’s real, lil’ n^^ga
We want all the smoke, all the war, we don’t fear you n^^gas (War, kill, woo)
We gon’ drill him down (Down), with a hundred rounds (Hundred rounds)
She just like my f^^kin’ sound (All my f^^kin’ sound), she just like to f^^k around (Yeah, yeah)
She don’t wanna date (Uh), I just wanna f^^k a while
Yeah, I wanna f^^k her from the back and go to f^^kin’ town, yeah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Don’t come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil’ b^^ch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah
On the yacht, let’s have a toast ’cause I’m the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes, you know them n^^gas wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)
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