[Intro]
(GOONTEX)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
One, two, three damn percs on my damn brain
Purple rain, standing in the open, no umbrella, man
White hoe, whipped cream, black ho, nutella, man (Yeah)
Woke up feeling like a damn trendsetter, man
Man, they so lost, I'm my own boss (Boss)
My bitch so raw, get high and doze off (Yeah)
Your fame is short-term, my money so long (Cash)
My drip be too clean, it make can't get the germs off (Yeah, off)
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Who would've know? Nigga talk crazy, I'm knockin' his nose off
Came from the moon, I'm outta space and I came with a cold heart
I'm in Tulum with a lil' bitch that look like price is art (Art, bitch)
Put her in Chrome Hеarts, big crib like Tony Stark
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
One, two, three damn percs on my damn brain
Purplе rain, standing in the open, no umbrella, man
White hoe, whipped cream, black ho, nutella, man (Yeah)
Woke up feeling like a damn trendsetter, man
Man, they so lost, I'm my own boss (Boss)
My bitch so raw, get high and doze off (Yeah)
Your fame is short-term, my money so long (Cash)
My drip be too clean, it make can't get the germs off (Yeah, off)
[Verse 2: BEAR1BOSS]
Hah, two, two or three percs, I feel better, man
Have you ever took a blue strip off a Benjamin? (Hey)
Have you ever popped a blue xan' in a sprinter van?
I get so high, I get throwed off
You're a small fry, talking big talk, go
Hotsauce big boss, so I shit talk, woah
Yo bitch want lip lock (Lip), cause it's Trish Wock'
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
One, two, three damn percs on my damn brain
Purple rain, standing in the open, no umbrella, man
White hoe, whipped cream, black ho, nutella, man (Yeah)
Woke up feeling like a damn trendsetter, man
Man, they so lost, I'm my own boss (Boss)
My bitch so raw, get high and doze off (Yeah)
Your fame is short-term, my money so long (Cash)
My drip be too clean, it make can't get the germs off (Yeah, off)
[Verse 3: ATL Smook]
Push it and smash, in them Chrome Heart tags
You (???) love my swag, and (???) love my cash
I was down on my last, drop the porshe (???) hop right in the back
(???), fucking up Sak's, (???)
My bitch a diva, she sound like a brat
(???), (???)
(???) we upping them stacks, (???) I can't relax
I got too many girls I can't choose, my girl say (???)
Now put that boy on a plate, til' we turn him to food
Like a hangman, how I ride 'round with that tool
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
One, two, three damn percs on my damn brain
Purple rain, standing in the open, no umbrella, man
White hoe, whipped cream, black ho, nutella, man (Yeah)
Woke up feeling like a damn trendsetter, man
Man, they so lost, I'm my own boss (Boss)
My bitch so raw, get high and doze off (Yeah)
Your fame is short-term, my money so long (Cash)
My drip be too clean, it make can't get the germs off (Yeah, off)
[Outro]
(GOONTEX)
