[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Jackwiththemac
(Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Huh?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Real exotic pimping (Pimping)
Every bitch look different (Different)
Run up all them digits (Digits)
Yeah, you know my tolerance is different (No)
Nigga, why you trippin' (Trippin', yeah)
Bitch, I get to flickin' (Flick, bow)
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Ayy, rolling with the gang, gang, gang (Gang)
Talk down bitch, we gon' hit you with that flame (Flame)
We gon' torch your ass bitch, we gon' shoot you with that thang (Thang)
Bang, bang, bang, blow a nigga brain (Buh)
Talking down on gang, pussy nigga, snatch your chain (Snatch it)
Fuck you and what you claim, nigga you's a lame (Lame)
In this Lambo, switching lanes (Skrrt)
Took your bitch to Raising Cane's (Cane's)
She get wet whеn I say her name (Haha)
Took that bitch home straight to changе (Yeah)
Play with killers from the main (Yeah)
800 gang, 1400 gang (Yeah), nigga, what you bang? (Bang)
You's a weak link (Yeah), bitch, I'm Great Dane (Dane)
And I can't be tamed (Yeah), shooters say no names, yeah
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Ha, hold up, wait
Yeah, yeah, wait
Nah, yeah, yeah
Haha, huh, yeah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Real exotic pimping (Pimping)
Every bitch look different (Ugh uh, different)
Run up all them digits (Digits)
Yeah, you know my tolerance is different (No, hello, yeah)
Nigga, why you trippin' (Trippin')
Bitch I get to flickin' (Flick, bow)
[Verse 2: Kid Buu]
You see me big exotic pimpin' (Woah)
Reason why you're trippin' (Yeah)
All this goddamn water on me reason why I'm drippin' (Drippin')
With all my LV luggage only time you see me trippin'
Flawless diamonds on my Rollie make it hard to see time tickin'
Pockets thick just like her body (Woah)
Pull up, now my whip's exotic (Skrrt, ooh)
Straps all black, my shooters are gothic
Talk about racks, my niggas, they got it
Feelin' like Rich with all this new freezer, uh (Yeah)
Got me shakin' like seizure, damn (Woah)
Won't take your bitch, don't need her (Woah)
She give me top in a two-seater, uh
Real exotic pimping (Yeah)
Every bitch look different (Woah)
Countin' up them digits (Huh)
Yeah, new designer, bitch, I'm drippin' (Yeah)
Exotic cars I'm whippin' (Skrrt)
You know my diamonds really drippin' (Yeah)
Rick Owens on my linen (Ooh)
Damn, my life is really different since I'm focused on them digits
Countin' money, bitch, I'm different, yeah
Money, bitch, I'm different, huh
These niggas hate the way I'm livin' (Yeah)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Real exotic pimping (Pimping)
Every bitch look different (Ugh uh, different)
Run up all them digits (Digits)
Yeah, you know my tolerance is different (No, hello, yeah)
Nigga, why you trippin' (Trippin')
Bitch I get to flickin' (Flick, bow)
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