WITCHCRAFT lyrics

[Intro]
I'm shy, oh my God

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Drowned in that water, drowned in my cup
Drowned in that pus*y, thumb in her butt
I've been relentless, this is not luck
Chrome in the cut, Fanum in the cut
Low in the cut, I done poured a four in the cup
I don't know who know what, if they ask I don't know nothin'
Keep your change, I'ma stay a hundred, I like Ms, I'ma keep it comin'
I like a smart b*tch, not a dummy, f*ckin' that b*tch like I'm her hubby

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
She suckin' my di*k, her face real c*mmy
I'm on the Adderall, now I'm uppy
I'm BIG 14, these b*tches love me
I'm f*ckin' this b*tch, it's lit, it's up
It's lit in the sky, these n*ggas could die, uppin' the fire if a b*tch n*gga try
It's lit like a b*tch on Cinco de Mayo, 1400 goon, I'm king of Ohio
Walk through the trenches with a K in my hand and your b*tch in my back, I got myself
I don't need no one that have my back, I got this wealth
I don't need no one to buy sh*t, I like stealth
I don't need no one but my b*tch until we melt

[Interlude: Margaret Hamilton]
Ahh
I'm melting, melting
Help me
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Drowned in that water, drowned in my cup
Drowned in that pus*y, thumb in her butt
I've been relentless, this is not luck
Chrome in the cut, Fanum in the cut
Low in the cut, I done poured a four in the cup
I don't know who know what, if they ask I don't know nothin'
Keep your change, I'ma stay a hundred, I like Ms, I'ma keep it comin'
I like a smart b*tch, not a dummy, f*ckin' that b*tch like I'm her hubby

[Verse 2: Rylo Rodriguez]
Foreign back-to-back, me and Trippie made a diss
But he ain't get to see the streams 'cause he ain't livin', we ain't trippin'
Put a switch on his lil' ass if he act bad, he think he ain't learn
Double cup is dirty, don't pick it up, you'll catch a ringworm
Knew the bags came from LAX, she ain't been to L.A. yet
That ho pus*y worth a purse, so she ain't gotta kill it yet
Bring twenty PTs for a verse, you know, Wockhardt or the 'Tech
She miss her period, she hit the lottery, ho might have a heart attack
All my cars fully loaded, spend six thousand on a coat
I pour drips in every soda, I won't never drive the boat

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Drowned in that water, drowned in my cup
Drowned in that pus*y, thumb in her butt
I've been relentless, this is not luck
Chrome in the cut, Fanum in the cut
Low in the cut, I done poured a four in the cup
I don't know who know what, if they ask I don't know nothin'
Keep your change, I'ma stay a hundred, I like Ms, I'ma keep it comin'
I like a smart b*tch, not a dummy, f*ckin' that b*tch like I'm her hubby