Let Me Know lyrics

by

Trippie Redd


[Intro]
Where you come from?

[Chorus]
Came from the trench, I ain't worried about sh*t (sh*t)
Bands on my wrist, bands on my outfit (Ha)
I've been dancin' with the Devil, should I pop 'em in his sh*t? (Bah)
I need y'all to let me know
Murder rate to the sky from the goddamn floor
I been workin' so hard to achieve my goals
Rock Fear of God, devil want my soul

[Verse]
Yeah, I won’t let him have it, I'ma give 'em havoc
Ridin' down the damn 101 with a bad b*tch
And she came with baggage, fat ass, pretty face, wanna live lavish
Kakashi Sensei, I'ma give 'em all the static
Oh, sh*t, look at my wrist, it's a Patek
Can't go nowhere, b*tch, without my semi-automatic
No sh*t, n*gga, I will nеver damn panic
Mariah Carrey, b*tch, you know I keep a cannon
Keep ammo for whoevеr don't like it, I'ma blam it
I got options just incase my sh*t get to jammin'
Tell me why my pockets and my guns keep enhancin'
All my choppas play the drums, all the devils get to dancin'
[Chorus]
Came from the trench, I ain't worried about sh*t (sh*t)
Bands on my wrist, bands on my outfit (Ha)
I've been dancin' with the Devil, should I pop 'em in his sh*t? (Bah)
I need y'all to let me know
Murder rate to the sky from the goddamn floor
I been workin' so hard to achieve my goals
Rock Fear of God, devil want my soul

[Open Verse]

[Chorus]
Came from the trench, I ain't worried about sh*t (sh*t)
Bands on my wrist, bands on my outfit (Ha)
I've been dancin' with the Devil, should I pop 'em in his sh*t? (Bah)
I need y'all to let me know
Murder rate to the sky from the goddamn floor
I been workin' so hard to achieve my goals
Rock Fear of God, devil want my soul

[Outro]
(Where you come from?)
(Where you come from?)
Where you come from?
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