Red Tape

Woo

Trillionaire

Woo

Hey and I wouldn't do nann crime with ya
Lil nigga You would probably tip the FEDS On it
And we coming for the head uh
So it ain't no need for you to even
Put the vest on
When we get mad you get flexed on
And we got the bags
Like we never get to rest uh
And we got gas like the Exxon baby so bad
So i had to put ya Ex on
Raf simmy what i spent the check on
So i'm gon spaz when the stimmy
Hit direct deposit
Had to go take her to the restaurant
But you known that me is what she want to eat
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Trillionaire
Bitch think i'm rich
But it's probably cause the name
And if i didn't spit
Then i would probably cut the caine
And ever since like thirteen
Know i always kept a spliff
Can't resist
But it's probably cause the pain
We didn't have zip now designer on the gang
We did a half of zip
And it's the middle of the day
Walking round in red bottoms
Remember walking round the red tape

I can tell you how the red taste
I was just tryna get popping like a beaner
I was just tryna get bread get cheese
Said i was just tryna put the topping
On the pizza done turned up
They been hating since
I was just tryna get hotter than a fever
And Euro got my back no he won't fold
And i bet that Kon wouldn't either
We the wave you the bottom of the sea
I'm stepping in Chanel
Got the bottoms with the C's
I knew i would prevail
Know they plot the end of me
I knew this girl was plotting on my mula yea
But you know a couple dollars shit to me
The way she giving brain
Could get a scholarship from me
And i'm The Jersey Goat
So they gon follow when i lead
She know how to get the dough
Then that's a bottom bitch to me
Bottom bitch to me
They like how you gonna get it
I'm like by the any means
That mean I'm on anything
You would probably catch a nigga
Selling flowers in the spring
Got her bouncing like a spring
They know Trillionaire the best
These niggaz not on anything
Know she wanna get the sexing
But i'm too geeked i just want some company

When we get mad you get flexed on
And we got the bags
Like we never get to rest huh
And we got gas like the Exxon baby so bad
So i had to put ya Ex on
Raf simmy what i spent the check on
So i'm gon spaz when the stimmy
Hit direct deposit
Had to go take her to the restaurant
But you known that me is what she want to eat
Trillionaire hey
Bitch think i'm rich
But it's probably cause the name
And if i didn't spit
Then i would probably cut the caine
And ever since like thirteen
Know i always kept a spliff
Can't resist
But it's probably cause the pain
We didn't have zip now designer on the gang
We did a half of zip
And it's the middle of the day
Walking round in red bottoms
Remember walking round the red tape

Red tape

Woo



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Writer(s): Dazmeek Edwards
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