Don’t Get Close* lyrics

by

Trippie Redd


Lyrics from the snippet

[Intro: Robb Bank$]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ah
Yeah!

[Chorus: Robb Bank$]
I drink b*tch, I smoke b*tch, I hold my opp down and let it go b*tch
I pop one b*tch, I turned the four b*tch, I'm on go b*tch, please don't get close b*tch
Yeah [?] eyes, I look dead but I'm alive
I'm the 5th hand of god, [?]
[?] mob ties, got the juice, got the sprite, space cowboy I got a sprite
Opps quiet, loud pipes (boom)

[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
b*tch I feel like Boosie, stick it to my toolie
That boy a motherf*cka, I thought I heard some? (Shhhh)
That pus*y pink I call up [?]
Rolex diamonds in my tooth
Yeah lets go Simon says [?]
Yeah it's Rich Gang or it's nothing
I'm on the island
I call Stunna, I call [?], I call [?] , I'm in geek mode, yeah I'm big big big evil I'm fina stroke on this ego
All green b*tch like [?] , [?] like Kim a n*gga make it possible
All I smoke is [?], my [?] go bae waterfall
She went and [?] I f*cked her with the sandals on
Never seen me run from, no [?]
You better get your money up, you get your [?]
(Yeah yeah)
[Chorus: Robb Bank$]
I drink b*tch, I smoke b*tch, I hold my opp down and let it go b*tch
I pop one b*tch, I turned the four b*tch, I'm on go b*tch, please don't get close b*tch
Yeah [?] eyes, I look dead but I'm alive
I'm the 5th hand of god, [?]
[?] mob ties, got the juice, got the sprite, space cowboy I got a sprite
Opps quiet, loud pipes (boom)

[Verse 2: Trippie Redd]
Killer's real G's we live by the code
If you talk down on the gang then you get exposed
223's and hollow tips, put 'em at ya nose
[?] b*tch, we gon' let it blow
[?] pus*y whatchu mean? (Whatchu mean?)
Drum on that chop, it'll [?]
I just caught her flexin' in that Urus, she got shaky knees, how the f*ck you thick with no ass you can't shake a thing
I like being blue but I like countin' green
I like fashion cars and I like Limousines
I like fat b*tches and I like skinny tings
I like to spend time on my racks, more than anything

[Chorus: Robb Bank$]
I drink b*tch, I smoke b*tch, I hold my opp down and let it go b*tch
I pop one b*tch, I turned the four b*tch, I'm on go b*tch, please don't get close b*tch
Yeah [?] eyes, I look dead but I'm alive
I'm the 5th hand of god, [?]
[?] mob ties, got the juice, got the sprite, space cowboy I got a sprite
Opps quiet, loud pipes (boom)
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