Good Chance
Trippie Redd feat BigXthaPlug
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Trippie Redd - Good Chance Lyrics & Traduction

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NDA
What's poppin 5
Ayy!

[BigXthaPlug & Trippie Redd]
New AP, new set this me
Huh, yeah, the same nigga ran through the street
Drop a bag get a verse, but it really used to be (?)
We can't really much talk about the keys
Cause this TRX truck got a button (?) with a big FN tucked on the side of the seat
Off the drugs I keep trippin'
See red then I tweak
Can't compete, wanna know what I made in a week? (Yeahhhh)
A hundred in two days, spend it on two chains
Rest of the week I'm at home touching tiddies
He think about taking (?)
Used to sin every day, but these days we went Christian
I can't stand a hoe that can't suck dick and listen
The biggest, done came a long way from (?)
Watch 300 a line, so 1200 I'm sippin'
Don't be wasting my time if you broke, nigga, go fix it
Since I was a jit, pops was trippin' bout crippin'
Got partners that's piru and live how I'm livin'
Respect (?), if they spinnin' I'm spinnin'
We really was bussin' down pounds tryna' to get it
CTRL Alt Delete, then I go do the (?)
It's some niggas, I swear when I see, I'ma end 'em
We talking about money then I'm having plenty
You silly you thinking that you fucking with me like I'm not
Like that (Huh)

[Trippie Redd]
Swear it ain't nobody cold as me
Swear it ain't nobody bold as me
Ain't no devil gon' take my damn soul from me
Ain't no bitch gon' take my damn phone from me
G Code only one code for me
I was born the one ain't no controlin' me
Only reason she bitter, 'cause she want me

[Trippie Redd]
Poppin' champagne in the biddy
I'm turning up with my dogs
Kicking the opps, I ain't kicking the cup
I'm get in the box and then get in the (?)
Lil bro want a box, 'cause his bitch is a slut
Got my dick in her pussy, and thumb in her butt
You know I'm fried, it don't take much
Nigga choose your side, or die real rough
Stop reppin' the five, you was raised by a punk
Don't come outside, or we lumpin' you up
I got some purple, I'm rollin' it up
You know everything perfect, we wealthy as fuck
When I was just six, I told Granny that I would make it
I'll be a superstar, countin' some bacon
I come from the trenches, lil nigga can't fake it
Get this shit as a kid, I ain't had no patience

 

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