Trippie Redd - Holy Smokes (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Trippie Redd - Holy Smokes (en) Lyrics
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Holy fuckin' smokes, I got
my money up (Cash)
Countin' all these bands, took me
a while just to damn run it up
Multi millions, I fill a hundred up
All this cash on me but I
still can't buy love
Put the hundons in the Chanel,
got my racks up
Sit back, flip shit like a acrobat,
nigga, get the stacks up
Got two accounts, still got
millions in my backup
(All this cash on me) Sad thing is
money still won't buy love (Oh)
You can't fit my racks in an arena
White cup filled with purple
stuff, it look like Frieza
Bro and them got hit
with that subpoena
Better keep they mouth shut, or
we gonna have to clean up
Throwin' money up like I'm nauseous
Baby girl, I'm exhausted
Baby, be cautious
Know the streets be talkin'
Every day, walk with a check
and a motherfuckin' target
Every day making money every
way, hang with them bosses
All this damn dick fillin' her
tummy up (Yeah), yeah
I done fucked your bitch and her
best friend in front of her
How the fuck you ain't never
get your money up? (How?)
(How the fuck you ain't never
get your money up?)
I just spent me a hundred thousand,
I treat it like it's
twenty bucks (Lil Uzi)
I'm a Leo, now watch how I fuck
the summer up (Yeah, facts)
Your girl got my name tatted, she
swear she won't get a cover up
If he want smoke with me, that's
another blunt (Yeah)
All different kinds, every girl
fine, can't make my mind
Holy fuckin' smokes, I got
my money up (Yeah, cash)
Countin' all these bands, took me a while
just to damn run it up (Whoa)
Put the hundons in the Chanel, got
my racks up (Put the hundons)
Got two accounts, still got millions
in my backup (Yeah)
(All this cash on me) Sad thing
is money still won't buy love
(Oh, it's Lil Uzi Vert)
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