Trip McKnight Lyrics – Trippie Redd

Trip McKnight Song by Trippie Redd: “Trip McKnight” is a Brand New English Song, sung by Trippie Redd. Trip McKnight Song lyrics are written by Trippie Redd and Honorable C.N.O.T.E., with music produced by ​Honorable C.N.O.T.E..

Trippie Redd – Trip McKnight Lyrics

I Wanna—, I Never Heard Of Them
I Wanna See What You Guys Listen To
Trippie Redd
You Know Who My Favorite Band Is?
You Ever Heard Of Led Zeppelin?
Ha-ha (Haha)
Where Your Cash At? (Yeah, Gang)
Big 14, Know What The Fu*k Goin’ On
Where Your Motherfu*kin’ Bag At, N!gga? (Big 14, B!tch)
Ha-ha (1400, 800 Or Nothin’, N!gga)
You Know What’s Goin’ Down
And We Gunnin’ N!ggas On Gang (Bah)

Yeah
Say You Got Cash, Lil’ N!gga? Then Throw It (Ha-ha)
You Get A Bag, Lil’ N!gga, Then Blow It
I Got Them Racks, Lil’ B!tch, I’ma Throw It (Yeah, Yeah)
Say You Got Cash, Lil’ N!gga? Then Throw It
You Have The Cash, Lil’ N!gga? Then Throw It (Say You Got Cash)
I Got Them Bags, Lil’ B!tch, I’ma Throw It (Racks)
I’m Throwin’ That Money All Out In The Open (Racks, Racks)
I Don’t Give A Fu*k ’bout Money (Don’t Give A Fu*k, Nah)
N!gga Get Bust ’bout Money (N!gga Get Bust)
Lose My Trust ’bout Money (Lose My Trust)
You Know That B!tch Can’t Touch My Money (No, Can’t Touch)
Big Backend, King Tut My Money (King Tut)
I Know Why They Act Funny (Ha-ha)
I Know Why They Act Funny (Yeah, Huh)
I Know Why They Act Funny (Pu*sy)

B!tch, I’m A Don And I Stick To The Code
Sip Don Pérignon When I Get On The Road
B!tch, I’m A Villain, My Heart Hella Cold (Cold)
I Split Superman, And I Get In My Mode
We The Slatt Militia, I’m Commander Cobra
I Run The Block, I Don’t Need A Motor (Motor)
This A Mclaren, Bae, Fu*k A Toyota (Toyota)
Grew Up With The Savages, Militants, Soldiers
Her Pu*sy Got Weak, My Money Got Older
You Ain’t From The Block, Say He Blood, Who The Donor? (Who The Donor?)
‘rari’s, Lambs’, Corvetties, And Rovers
Stay In The Field, It Ain’t Got No Clovers
Fu*k All The Chill, We Sendin’ In Mortars
We Poppin’ These N!ggas Like Muhfu*kin’ Boils (Yeah)
B!tch, I Got Money Like I Own Oil
Got It Out Of The Mud (Yeah), Got It Out Of The Soil
That Shit In My Johnny, Aluminum Foil
And I’m Still On They A*s, I Ain’t Keepin’ It Cordial (B!tch)
I’m Down To Cool Shit, I Done Traveled Through Portals
I Ain’t Never Been Scared Of No Muhfu*kin’ Mortal
I Throw All The Cash, My Money Immortal
B!tch, I’m A Killer Like Roronoa Zoro (Yeah)
Keep Me A Rubber Like Luffy
Yeah, That My Brother Like Ace And Sabo
We Smoke The Opps Down ’til They Doobies

Oh, Shit, Yeah
I Just Put The Mornin’ Sun On My Wrist (On My Wrist)
Ayy, Put My Wrist Up To The Stars, It Eclipse (It Eclipse)
Take A Hunnid To The Strip Club, Fu*k It, I Throw All Of This Shit (Shit)