Victory

[Intro: Trippie Redd] Huh Yeah, yeah, ayy [Chorus: Trippie Redd] A pussy nigga ain't shit to me, uh Pull up with them choppas, catch a victory, yeah I think they mad, 'cause they bitch with me, uh Pull up with them choppas and make history, yeah The diamonds clean just like Listerine, uh Run the game 'til my toes blistering, uh Where yo bitch? That's a mystery, uh Shoot you down, put you out yo' misery, yeah [Verse 1: Trippie Redd] Yeah, all about my bag, uh All about my racks, uh All about my stacks, uh All about my cash, uh Gotta work my ass, yeah [Verse 2: Famous Dex] Yeah, got up off my ass, got a bag, yeah, had to go Can't trust a thot, she a thot, she a silly ho I be drinkin' Wock', to the top, yeah, tippy toe Nigga feelin' sneaky, bitch I'm [?], yeah, [?] From Chicago, keep two pistols like I'm Major Joe Try and run up on me, shoot yo' ass right up in your throat Yeah, huh, and a nigga feelin' high as fuck, huh I don't want your girl, man, that bitch is a slut, huh, yeah I put dick up in her guts, what? And I'm smokin' on this dust, what? Huh, yeah, huh And your boyfriend broke as fuck I just pulled up in a new Lamb', he just pulled up a truck, ooh, yeah That shit was so old, huh, my diamonds so new, huh, ooh Just look in my pockets, huh, them hundreds be blue, huh, ooh Can't fuck with these niggas, I swear they foo' Send my shooters on you, huh, I swear my shooters gon' shoot, yeah, bitch [Chorus: Trippie Redd] A pussy nigga ain't shit to me, uh Pull up with them choppas, catch a victory, yeah I think they mad, 'cause they bitch with me, uh Pull up with them choppas and make history, yeah The diamonds clean just like Listerine, uh Run the game 'til my toes blistering, uh Where yo bitch? That's a mystery, uh Shoot you down, put you out yo' misery, yeah