7am in Ohio lyrics

by

Trippie Redd


[Chorus]
We gettin' that money (Nothing is everything), you know it ain't nothin'
I wake up and put that sh*t on 'cause I'm stuntin'
I pull up Maybach, it used to be bucket
I know that they mad but I'm on, f*ck it
You ain't got no racks, you ball on a budget
I'm startin' the car with the push of a button
And I will not explain the do's and the doesn'ts
Countin' that money, I would never front
Hoppin' out the peezy, luggage in the trunk
Hop in that 'Rari, trunk is in the front
Speed off on a barbie, smokin' on some blunts (Yeah)
Twenty-three shots in that Glock (Woo)
Got a n*gga feelin' like I can dunk (Dunk)
And it wasn't no big deal (Deal)
Miniscule problems, that sh*t shrunk (Shrunk)

[Verse]
I know they remember them days, I was outside with that flame
Talk down, I'm blowin' your brain (Bah)
Know we the gang, sorry, I forgot your name
Look, it's a bird, it's a plane, it's a lame (Lame)
Ooh, rememberin' names all of the sudden
When you was around I wasn't callin' you nothin' (You)
Ain't really with the gang, so get the f*ck from 'round me
From 'round us (From 'round us), from the ground up (Ground up)
Look what we round up
No matter the time, I'ma get in my zone
b*tch, I'ma sit in my throne
I'ma get straight to my goals
[Chorus]
We gettin' that money, you know it ain't nothin'
I wake up and put that sh*t on 'cause I'm stuntin'
I pull up Maybach, it used to be bucket
I know that they mad but I'm on, f*ck it
You ain't got no racks, you ball on a budget
I'm startin' the car with the push of a button
And I will not explain the do's and the doesn'ts
Countin' that money, I would never front
Hoppin' out the peezy, luggage in the trunk
Hop in that 'Rari, trunk is in the front
Speed off on a barbie, smokin' on some blunts (Yeah)
Twenty-three shots in that Glock (Woo)
Got a n*gga feelin' like I can dunk (Dunk)
And it wasn't no big deal (Deal)
Miniscule problems, that sh*t shrunk (Shrunk)
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