Holy Smokes
Trippie Redd Lyrics
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(GOONTEX) yeah, yeah
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 hunnid up
All this cash on me but I still can't buy love
Put the hunduns in the Chanel, got my racks up
Got two accounts, still got millions in my backup (all this cash)
Some think this 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 I'm motherfuckin' talkin'
Every day, making money every way, hang with them bosses
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 hunnid up
All this cash on me but I still can't buy love
Put the hunduns 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)
Some think this money still won't buy love (oh)
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 hunnid 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)
Multi millions, I fill a hunnid up
All this cash on me but I still can't buy love
Put the hunduns in the Chanel, got my racks up (put the hunduns)
Sit back, flip shit like a acrobat, nigga, get the stacks up
Got two accounts, still got millions in my backup (yeah) (All this cash)
Some think this money still won't buy love (oh, it's Lil Uzi Vert)
Huh? What?
Yeah
Where am I?
14, 16
Huh?
Huh?
Really, where am I?
In "Holy Smokes", Lil Uzi Vert and Trippie Redd reflect on their success and wealth while acknowledging the limitations of money when it comes to love and happiness. Uzi boasts about his multi-million dollar fortune, recounting how it took him a while to accumulate his wealth, but despite having all this money, it still can't buy him love. He details his frivolous spending, such as putting his money in designer Chanel handbags, and describes how he is constantly surrounded by money and success. On the other hand, Trippie Redd speaks about the cost of freedom that comes with having money, suggesting that people close to him were subpoenaed and reminding them to be cautious about what they say. He also raps about his sexual escapades and his indecision on which girl to choose.
Overall, the song is an exploration of the complex relationship between wealth and happiness, highlighting the idea that money can't buy everything. It also showcases the two rappers' contrasting styles while still complementing each other's verses.
Line by Line Meaning
Holy fuckin' smokes, I got my money up (cash)
Wow, I am now extremely rich (in cash)
Countin' all these bands, took me a while just to damn run it up
It took some effort to accumulate all the money I have now
Multi millions, I fill a hunnid up
I have amassed millions and I'm still making money
All this cash on me but I still can't buy love
I have a lot of money, but it won't make anyone love me
Put the hunduns in the Chanel, got my racks up
I put my money in my Chanel bag and my wealth keeps increasing
Sit back, flip shit like a acrobat, nigga, get the stacks up
I relax while making huge amounts of money, like an acrobat flipping with ease and I'm constantly adding to my wealth
Got two accounts, still got millions in my backup (all this cash)
I have multiple bank accounts and a lot of money in reserve (in cash)
Some think this money still won't buy love (oh)
There are people who believe that even with all my money, I can't buy love
You can't fit my racks in an arena
I have too much money to fit it all in an arena
White cup filled with purple stuff, it look like Frieza
My cup is filled with a purple drink and it looks like I'm a villain from the anime Dragon Ball Z
Bro and them got hit with that subpoena
My friends received a subpoena, they better watch what they say or we'll have to take action
Better keep they mouth shut, or we gonna have to clean up
They should keep quiet or else we'll have to take care of the problem ourselves
Throwin' money up like I'm nauseous
I'm throwing money in the air like I'm sick of it
Baby, be cautious
Be careful of your actions
All this damn dick fillin' her tummy up (yeah), yeah
I'm having a lot of sex and getting girls pregnant
I done fucked your bitch and her best friend in front of her
I had sex with your girlfriend and her best friend while she watched
How the fuck you ain't never get your money up? (how?)
How can you not have a lot of money?
I just spent me a hunnid thousand, I treat it like it's twenty bucks (Lil Uzi)
I just spent one hundred thousand dollars as if it were twenty dollars (said by Lil Uzi)
I'm a Leo, now watch how I fuck the summer up (yeah, facts)
I was born under the astrological sign of Leo and I'm going to have a wild summer
Your girl got my name tatted, she swear she won't get a cover up
Your girlfriend has a tattoo of my name and she won't cover it up
If he want smoke with me, that's another blunt (yeah)
If someone wants to start a fight with me, I'll just smoke another blunt
All different kinds, every girl fine, can't make my mind
There are so many beautiful girls around me, it's hard to decide which one I want
Where am I?
I am confused about my surroundings
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Michael Lamar II White, Symere Woods, Tuheij Niklas Maruwanaya, Wiebe Grob
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Yo project
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@uhmarii5676
that frieza part was clean af, look like some jumpforce shit
@notleech3187
Bruh when i heard that part i was like damn they going crazy 😭🔥😂
@xGdeath
My favorite lyrics of the song shit goes hard
@YkSaiyan
Trippie red did the kamehameha