Get Down (Trip Out)* lyrics

by

Chris King


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[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Brr (Bah)
Haha (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.), haha
Big 14, know what the f*ck goin' on, gang sh*t (Gang), no lame sh*t, b*tch
Yeah, and we on the same sh*t, and we been on since day one (Woah, woah, woah, haha)
Crazy ([?] a long time ago)
You know how the f*ck we comin', man, we step on, we— (Yeah, yeah)
pus*y ass jit (Yeah, gang)
Gang, gang, haha, b*tch (Uh), yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Heard he at the top, I grab my Glock, I tell 'em "Get down"
Hundred round drum on a foolie, light some sh*t down
Heard he claim the block, pus*y n*gga, never been 'round
Hall of fame city when I touch down
Live under oath, know I keep a blick out
Yeah, I'm Big Trip', yeah, you know I like to trip out
At your baby momma house, b*tch, I got my di*k out
I apply the pressure, beat her back, and blow her hip out

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Run up in your trap and tell the pus*y b*tch "Get down"
I was just in Raf now I'm in some other Chanel
I just spent some racks on some hollows, they'll give hell
b*tch, we keep them shells, I ain't talkin' 'bout no seashells
I got the devil on my line, can you perceive hell?
I just left the block, b*tch, and that's on me, hell
I got a hood full of demons, can you see them?
I feel bad for the opps, wouldn't wanna be them
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Heard he at the top, I grab my Glock, I tell 'em "Get down"
Hundred round drum on a foolie, light some sh*t down
Heard he claim the block, pus*y n*gga, never been 'round
Hall of fame city when I touch down
Live under oath, know I keep a blick out
Yeah, I'm Big Trip', yeah, you know I like to trip out
At your baby momma house, b*tch, I got my di*k out
I apply the pressure, beat her back, and blow her hip out

[Verse 2: Chris King]
...

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Heard he at the top, I grab my Glock, I tell 'em "Get down"
Hundred round drum on a foolie, light some sh*t down
Heard he claim the block, pus*y n*gga, never been 'round
Hall of fame city when I touch down
Live under oath, know I keep a blick out
Yeah, I'm Big Trip', yeah, you know I like to trip out
At your baby momma house, b*tch, I got my di*k out
I apply the pressure, beat her back, and blow her hip out...
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