🎵 Supernatural // by Trippie Redd

78 ContributorsTranslationsEspañolРусский (Russian)Português Supernatural Lyrics [Part I] [Intro] I'm shy, oh my God [Chorus] Take a chill pill, take a chill pill Take a chill pill, take a chill pill Take a chill pill, take a chill pill Take a chill pill, take a chill pill [Verse] Bitch, I'm from 800 where we kill, kill Walked out doin' drill, drill, pop out like a pill, pill Wake up in the mornin', spark a blunt and crack a damn seal We ballin', bitch, I break the backboard, Shaquille O'Neal (Yeah, yeah) Bitch chopper turn like Timmy, we got Dracos with titties We got kids runnin' 'round with semis, that ain't love, that's envy Big Jurassic in your city, Bimmers, Benz, and Bentleys Rollin' 'round, G-Wagon, lean go to my kidneys Bitch, I'm a monster, bitch, I'm a goon I cannot lose, bitch, I'm a winner Diamonds, they dancin' on me likе the winter I got the shеlls, no Master Splinter I got them bails, put the blick on my hitter Put a cross on my nails, but I won't cross my niggas [Segue] Big 14, know what the fuck goin' on, gang [Part II] [Intro] (On my gang) Woah On my gang (On my gang) On my, on my gang (Gang) (On my gang) Woah On my gang (Rok on the track, yeah, on my gang) [Verse] Yeah, with the gang, I'm a rebel (On my gang) I make treaties with the Devil (Devil) I'm in space, don't need no shuttle (Bah) Don't be scared, don't need no trouble (Haha) I just downed this Hennessy, it got me seeing double (Gang) Countin' chips, don't let the cookie crumble (Woah) We-We keep blicks, got that bag and I won't ever fumble Trippie vs. the whole damn game, it's like a Royal Rumble (Bah, woah) Pussy boy got pushed out the whip, I watched 'em roll and tumble (Bitch) Your bitch kissin' on my dick, look like she blowin' bubbles (Woah) Yeah, you niggas Autobots, I'm a damn Gundam Walk around this bitch like I'm the pops, now they mad I sonned 'em (Woah) Summin' up the paychecks, I'ma get this cash (Cash) Summon up that paycheck, I'ma get that bag (Woah) Private flights to Berlin, I got jet lag Niggas try to steal my shine and I jet past And I'm only goin' up from here like a jet pack And your homie, I rolled up in here, this that good pack (It's that good shit) [Outro] Bitch, gang (Woah) Woah (On my gang)