Blastoff (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Internet Money, b*tch
Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
f*ck with the gang and it be a tragedy
f*ck with my shooters, they in the back with me

[Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
f*ck with me baby, come get this bag with me
Been alone for a minute, that sh*t been dragging me
Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me
Tryna get in that pus*y, baby, that mac and cheese

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
I cannot show these b*tches no sympathy
Or these n*ggas, they simps and they hella b*tch to me
I was just fortunate, got the remedy
f*ck that b*tch and then dip, I got them chips to receive, yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Juice WRLD]
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
f*ck with the gang and it be a tragedy
f*ck with my shooters, they in the back with me (Uh)