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Lyrics from Snippet [Intro: Trippie Redd] Yeah, yeah, hey (Loesoe goin' crazy) Big B's with keys, gang Slatt, slatt [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Ridin' 'round with a damn chrome You ain't from my hood, lil' nigga, you gon' get disowned Diamonds on my wrist, baby, she love my cologne He claim he a real one, but I know he told We pull up with real drums, like we in the van Pour a four with '2point0, we out here in Japan Coast to coast, we on the go, we pull it in advance Got to get back to Miami and put my feet up in the sand, yeah [Verse 1: Trippie Redd] Did it off a bean, 'bout to drool on that lean We like Cujo, Yao Ming, yeah All my dogs been trippin', keep them sticks like we're a team Yeah, eat ramen, pour a damn Sake in my tea Disrespect the gang, knuckle sandwich knockin' at your teeth I feel like Lil Tecca, go to damn Five Guys if it's beef Kobe poppin' that lil' nigga if you ain't got yo' heat I keep a Smith & Wesson, test me, lil' nigga, meet yo' destiny I had to lead the way, niggas fuckin' sheep My lil' bitch a rockstar, she say, "Trippie, when you fuckin' me?" Ridin' in that Rover, nigga, I was in that fuckin' Beamer You know it's game over when we win, my nigga Sunny D [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Ridin' 'round with a damn chrome You ain't from my hood, lil' nigga, you gon' get disowned Diamonds on my wrist, baby, she love my cologne He claim he a real one, but I know he told We pull up with real drums, like we in the van Pour a four with '2point0, we out here in Japan Coast to coast, we on the go, we pull it in advance Got to get back to Miami and put my feet up in the sand, yeah [Verse 2: Sunny2point0] ... [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Ridin' 'round with a damn chrome You ain't from my hood, lil' nigga, you gon' get disowned Diamonds on my wrist, baby, she love my cologne He claim he a real one, but I know he told We pull up with real drums, like we in the van Pour a four with '2point0, we out here in Japan Coast to coast, we on the go, we [?] Back to Miami with my feet up in the sand, yeah