Released: November 22, 2019
Featuring: Youv Dee
Songwriter: Youv Dee Trippie Redd
Producer: Skuna
[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Pull up on your block, shoot that shit up for no fuckin' reason
(Doo-doo-doo)
Ya dig, yeah
Big 14 know what the fuck going on lil' bitch (Skrrt, ayy, yeah)
Gang shit
Yeah, yeah, ayy
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
We some fucking demons, yeah, we some fucking heathens
Pull up on your block, shoot that shit up for no fuckin' reason (Bah, bah, bah)
Yeah, I got that Glock, it go "Bah", shoot you, why you breathin'
Pussy keep a mop, send some shots just like it's open season
I drip from the top, to the socks, when I'm out at Neiman's
Timeless, fuck a clock, fuck a opp, I'm fly like a phoenix
Out here dodgin' bullets, nigga, boolin' with them fuckin' heathens
Out here on the block, nigga, boolin' with my fuckin' heathens, yeah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
'Cause I'm bust down, yeah, bust down, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I'm here with the gang, put my trust down, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Give two fucks now, yeah, give two fucks 'bout me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm just 'bout a check, get the fuck from 'round here (Yeah)
I'm just 'bout that check, get the fuck from 'round here (Yeah)
Fuck from 'round here, fuck from 'round here
Get the fuck from 'round here, fuck from 'round here, yeah
Get the fuck from 'round here, get the fuck from 'round here (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Youv Dee]
Ayy, j'pull up avec tous mes négros, ne viens pas par ici, négro
Que la famille ici, négro
Dis-moi qui sont tous ces négros ? J'suis pas du tout comme eux, négro
Ils font que parler, me dénigrer, en vrai, j'leur donne un demi year
Que des faux ennemis, dis-moi pourquoi sortir l'milli ? (Pew, pew)
Ils font que des crari, askip, j'suis un peu trop cain-ri (Brr)
Moi en musique et en négo' (Ayy), si faut faire des euros légaux
J'crois qu'j'suis un putain de démon, y en a plein qui veulent me ter-mon
Ayy, ayy, j'ai des trucs à faire, bébé
J'suis plus dans l'four, bébé, j'fais mes affaires, bébé
J'suis dans mes diez, j'suis au charbon toute la journée, yeah
J'suis pas à Paris, nan j'suis ailleurs, j'suis en tournée
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
'Cause I'm bust down, yeah, bust down, yeah (Yeah)
I'm out with the gang, put my trust down, yeah (Yeah)
Give two fucks now, yeah, get two fucks 'bout me (Yeah)
I'm just 'bout a check, get the fuck from 'round here
I'm just 'bout that check, get the fuck from 'round here
Fuck from 'round here, fuck from 'round here
Get the fuck from 'round here, fuck from 'round here
Get the fuck from 'round here, get the fuck from 'round here (Yeah)
[Outro]
Skunaboi
Pull up on your block, shoot that shit up for no fuckin' reason
(Doo-doo-doo)
Ya dig, yeah
Big 14 know what the fuck going on lil' bitch (Skrrt, ayy, yeah)
Gang shit
Yeah, yeah, ayy
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
We some fucking demons, yeah, we some fucking heathens
Pull up on your block, shoot that shit up for no fuckin' reason (Bah, bah, bah)
Yeah, I got that Glock, it go "Bah", shoot you, why you breathin'
Pussy keep a mop, send some shots just like it's open season
I drip from the top, to the socks, when I'm out at Neiman's
Timeless, fuck a clock, fuck a opp, I'm fly like a phoenix
Out here dodgin' bullets, nigga, boolin' with them fuckin' heathens
Out here on the block, nigga, boolin' with my fuckin' heathens, yeah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
'Cause I'm bust down, yeah, bust down, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I'm here with the gang, put my trust down, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Give two fucks now, yeah, give two fucks 'bout me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm just 'bout a check, get the fuck from 'round here (Yeah)
I'm just 'bout that check, get the fuck from 'round here (Yeah)
Fuck from 'round here, fuck from 'round here
Get the fuck from 'round here, fuck from 'round here, yeah
Get the fuck from 'round here, get the fuck from 'round here (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Youv Dee]
Ayy, j'pull up avec tous mes négros, ne viens pas par ici, négro
Que la famille ici, négro
Dis-moi qui sont tous ces négros ? J'suis pas du tout comme eux, négro
Ils font que parler, me dénigrer, en vrai, j'leur donne un demi year
Que des faux ennemis, dis-moi pourquoi sortir l'milli ? (Pew, pew)
Ils font que des crari, askip, j'suis un peu trop cain-ri (Brr)
Moi en musique et en négo' (Ayy), si faut faire des euros légaux
J'crois qu'j'suis un putain de démon, y en a plein qui veulent me ter-mon
Ayy, ayy, j'ai des trucs à faire, bébé
J'suis plus dans l'four, bébé, j'fais mes affaires, bébé
J'suis dans mes diez, j'suis au charbon toute la journée, yeah
J'suis pas à Paris, nan j'suis ailleurs, j'suis en tournée
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
'Cause I'm bust down, yeah, bust down, yeah (Yeah)
I'm out with the gang, put my trust down, yeah (Yeah)
Give two fucks now, yeah, get two fucks 'bout me (Yeah)
I'm just 'bout a check, get the fuck from 'round here
I'm just 'bout that check, get the fuck from 'round here
Fuck from 'round here, fuck from 'round here
Get the fuck from 'round here, fuck from 'round here
Get the fuck from 'round here, get the fuck from 'round here (Yeah)
[Outro]
Skunaboi