[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Can't just want it, gotta go get it (Get it)
That's on my momma, I'ma grit
I was in that Lamb' poppin' shit (Skrrt)
I was sellin' grams, now I got bricks (Bricks)
223's, 556, still smoke out the P and keep me a trip (Woo)
It's Need for Speed, got guns in the whip (Woo)
N***as be hatin' on me and I'm glad
N***as be hatin', I'm making them mad
Turn your shirt tie-dye, you thought it was plaid (Yeah)
I keep me a carbine, you know that I'm glad, yeah (Ohh)
Better not dwell on the past, [?] bloods, midnight mask (Mask)
When you hit that stain, put on your mask
Better stay in your lane, boy, we makin' it rain, you might just crash

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Yeah (Woo), said he reppin' the gang, he snatchin' our chains, he ready to crash (Yeah)
Took a addy two days ago, I'm faded, I'm ready to crash
You talk down on gang, lil' bitch, we slime you out, lil' bitch, we give 'em the tags (Yeah)
Talk down on my name, lil' bitch, you know we gon', leave you up the past, yeah (Woo)
Bitch, you know that I done did it, uh, I'm off these drugs need a medic, uh (Yeah)
I put my dick in her kitty, uh, she ride that bike, hit a wheelie
Hawk that boy down, what's the dealy? (Yeah)
I just had popped me a pilly (Pill)
I just got offered some milly's (Mill's)
[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Vlad life, millions (Woo, millions)
Millions and billions (Billions), ya dig?

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Can't just want it, gotta go get it (Get it)
That's on my momma, I'ma grit
I was in that Lamb' poppin' shit (Skrrt)
I was sellin' grams, now I got bricks (Bricks)
223's, 556, still smoke out the P and keep me a trip (Woo)
It's Need for Speed, got guns in the whip (Woo)
N***as be hatin' on me and I'm glad
N***as be hatin', I'm making them mad
Turn your shirt tie-dye, you thought it was plaid (Yeah)
I keep me a carbine, you know that I'm glad, yeah (Ohh)
Better not dwell on the past, [?] bloods, midnight mask (Mask)
When you hit that stain, put on your mask
Better stay in your lane, boy, we makin' it rain, you might just crash

[Verse 2: Zelly Ocho]
Ayy, you can get in with gang, got left int he past
Hop in that car, yeah, I'm racin' it fast
Gotta stay in yo' lane, you don't wanna crash (You don't wanna crash), yeah
Racks on me, and I can walk with the dead, yeah
Hop out the bed, I need [?]
You can't talk to me, talk to the hand, yeah
You want it, you gotta get it
I'm high all day, love to count the money, I made it
I can't talk to Satan I'm asking God to be replenished (Ha-ha, yeah)
I got 'em on that VLAD shit, yeah, that's what I invented
[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Vlad life, millions (Woo, millions)
Millions and billions (Billions), ya dig?

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Can't just want it, gotta go get it (Get it)
That's on my momma, I'ma grit
I was in that Lamb' poppin' shit (Skrrt)
I was sellin' grams, now I got bricks (Bricks)
223's, 556, still smoke out the P and keep me a trip (Woo)
It's Need for Speed, got guns in the whip (Woo)
N***as be hatin' on me and I'm glad
N***as be hatin', I'm making them mad
Turn your shirt tie-dye, you thought it was plaid (Yeah)
I keep me a carbine, you know that I'm glad, yeah (Ohh)
Better not dwell on the past, [?] bloods, midnight mask (Mask)
When you hit that stain, put on your mask
Better stay in your lane, boy, we makin' it rain, you might just crash