BIG 14 Lyrics – Trippie Redd
Singer: Trippie Redd
Title: BIG 14
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Huh
Big 14, b#tch, yeah (Yeah)
Big 14, b#tch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big 14, b#tch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big 14, b#tch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big 14, b#tch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big 14, b#tch, yeah
Big 14, b#tch, yeah (Ayy)
Don’t come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil’ b#tch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah
On the yacht, let’s have a toast ’cause I’m the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes, you know them n#gg#s wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)
Kill a n#gg#, drill a n#gg#, spill a n#gg#
Caps’ll get peeled, lil’ n#gg#, I was in the field, lil’ n#gg#
AK with that scope, with that beam, where it’s real, lil’ n#gg#
We want all the smoke, all the war, we don’t fear you n#gg#s (War, kill, woo)
We gon’ drill it down (Down), with a hundred rounds (Hundred rounds)
Shit, brought the f#ckin’ sound, she just like to f#ck around (Yeah)
She don’t wanna date (Uh), I just wanna f#ck a while
Yeah, I wanna f#ck her from the back and go to f#ckin’ town, yeah
Don’t come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil’ b#tch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah
On the yacht, let’s have a toast ’cause I’m the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes, you know them n#gg#s wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)
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f#ck a model, I don’t know (Go)
Hundred round Glock for the internet trolls (Skrrt)
f#ck on a thot, I’ma pay for the bros (Yessir)
Count up a M in one night in my Rolls (Count up)
Put this sh#t on me or put me in Vogue
Straight out the Nawf, Big 34 (Nawf)
Think that we soft and we shoot out your soul (Hey, soul)
Don’t come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil’ b#tch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah
On the yacht, let’s have a toast ’cause I’m the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes, you know them n#gg#s wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)
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