Matt Hardy 999 Lyrics – Trippie Redd
Singer: Trippie Redd
Title: Matt Hardy 999
I just got a million bands today
‘Bout to go and spend a bag, blow them bands today, yeah
‘Bout to spend a hundred grand today
Lot of blue face hundreds, it’s a blue band parade, yeah
Huh, Grrra! Shootin’ out the Hummer today
I’m in a bad mood, so I feel like dumping today, yeah
One bad move, I’ma dump at his face
Keep the toolie by my side, feel like Ratchet & Clank, yeah
Shoot out the Wraith, stick up
I need everything in your safe, n#gg#
Huh, I’m with them grave diggers, we gon’ dig your grave, n#gg#
Pop Molly at the rave, n#gg#, chains on me, no slave, n#gg#
We’ve been in the cave, n#gg#, we’ve don’ f#cking made n#gg#s
Take your chain, n#gg#, what the f#ck you claim, n#gg#?
1400, 800, b#tch, I’m talkin’ gang, n#gg#
We not the same, n#gg#, Big 14, Great Dane, n#gg#
f#ck what you claim, n#gg#
Feel like the KKK, we kill you then we hang n#gg#s
Do that the same day
Pull up in the all gray
Black Mustang
In the streets, I was hustling
Run up on me, gun bussing
Uh, that’s your best friend, that’s my main thing
Uh, she give me tit-Titi Boi, 2 Chainz
Uh, get to the nitty gritty, boy, new stains
Uh, pouring Prince up in my cup, no Purple Rain
I’m throwing bands, I’m throwing hands and I ain’t throwing shade
Jumping out the Batcave
Just like Bruce Wayne
Kicking sh#t like Liu Kang
My plug Pilupe
Big racks on us do thangs
Big blues, no clues, yay
Your b#tch like to choose, ay
But that’s your boo, ain’t it?
Take a flick, uh
Licky on my dick, uh
On my blick, uh
While I take a sh#t, uh
And a piss, uh
Sing that b#tch like Kiss, uh
Oh, that’s your b#tch, huh?
R Kelly, I may just piss on her, skrrt
I’m in a Rari
You make me mad-mad, I may shoot up your party
That little b#tch she bad, but she fake, she a Barbie
But she still know to ride me like a f#cking Harley
Ask me if I love her, I respond to her, “Hardly”
Jumping off the top rope in that b#tch like Matt Hardy
Why the f#ck your p#ss# #ss in here, this a gangster party
What? What? What? Like I’m Playboi Carti
Got my robe on in this b#tch, it’s a Playboy party
That b#tch hella plastic, that b#tch just like a Barbie
Playing games with all these hoes, b#tch, just like Atari
Kicked up with my feet up, sippin’ Hennessey in a safari
Viral iCarly
She on the webcam like Carly
That’s your girl, I’m sorry
She was off the Molly
I’m in the trap, I’m whipping, I got your aunty on my dope
She told me she ain’t have enough money for them rocks
My dick up in her throat
I’m going hard, LOL to the bank, no joke
You run up on me, you leaping froggy, you get croaked
Uh, huh, ya’ know
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