Michael White (born June 18, 1999) known professionally as Trippie Redd is … Read Full Bio ↴Michael White (born June 18, 1999) known professionally as Trippie Redd is an American rapper and singer from Canton, Ohio. He is best known for his song "Love Scars/You hurt me" and his collaborations with Florida rapper, XXXTentacion.
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Trippie Redd Lyrics
I'm too far gone
Yeah
Hop out a GT3 with an MP5, yeah (bah)
I got ice like Alaska, jet to Dubai (on gang, yeah)
Had to spread my wings, teach 'em all how to fly, yeah
You niggas square, divide 'em by pi
Yeah, rollin' 'round, three GMC's, 'bout to be a drive-by (brrah, brrah)
Your lil' homie know what's up with me, talk down, you gon' die (you gon' die)
Keep that .40 on my lap, I spent like twenty-four on my wrist (woo)
When you see me out in L.A., just know I'm ballin' like Kobe (woo)
I've been number one, bitch, don't need no trophy
Know we crackheads, pass me the rock and I'll be ballin' like Kobe
Ridin' down the 101, not no Zoey
I stay stackin' with my twin for the win, Zach and Cody
You niggas be hatin', Mister Moseby (Mister Moseby-ass nigga)
Stackin' it up on lowkey
Stay stackin' up, rackin' up, triple OG (stack, stack, woo)
Fuck stress, stay blessed, stay away from the phonies (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hop out a GT3 with an MP5, yeah (bah)
I got ice like Alaska, jet to Dubai (on gang, yeah)
Had to spread my wings, teach 'em all how to fly, yeah
You niggas square, divide 'em by pi
Yeah, rollin' 'round, three GMC's, 'bout to be a drive-by (brrah, brrah)
Your lil' homie know what's up with me, talk down, you gon' die (you gon' die)
Keep that .40 on my lap, I spent like twenty-four on my wrist (woo)
When you see me out in L.A., just know I'm ballin' like Kobe (woo, go, yeah)
Light that shit up (go, yeah)
Walk in the spot, I'ma pipe shit up (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, them niggas hatin' my swag, them niggas so bitter (yeah)
I thought I told them lil' niggas I'm hard hitta (takin' that shit to the heart)
Yeah, I thought I told you lil' niggas I'm go getter (tell them lil' niggas I'm God)
Pressure don't matter, like how could you fold nigga? (How could you, bitch? Oh my God)
How could you let that hate sit in your soul, nigga? (How could it sit in your soul?)
Yeah, shawty a demon, a real soul switcher (oh my God, how did you know?)
Y'all niggas steppin' on toes (go)
Handle that shit like you grown (brrah)
Doin' this shit on my 'lone, ayy
I got that bag on my own (whoa)
Fuck it, I'm in the zone
Ghost, like, nigga, I'm God (skrrt, skrrt)
Hop in that Ghost, I'm ghost, I'm gone
Hop out a GT3 with an MP5, yeah (bah)
I got ice like Alaska, jet to Dubai (on gang, yeah)
Had to spread my wings, teach 'em all how to fly, yeah
You niggas square, divide 'em by pi
Yeah, rollin' 'round, three GMC's, 'bout to be a drive-by (brrah, brrah)
Your lil' homie know what's up with me, talk down, you gon' die (you gon' die)
Keep that .40 on my lap, I spent like twenty-four on my wrist (woo)
When you see me out in L.A., just know I'm ballin' like Kobe (woo)
Yeah
Hop out a GT3 with an MP5, yeah (bah)
I got ice like Alaska, jet to Dubai (on gang, yeah)
Had to spread my wings, teach 'em all how to fly, yeah
You niggas square, divide 'em by pi
Yeah, rollin' 'round, three GMC's, 'bout to be a drive-by (brrah, brrah)
Your lil' homie know what's up with me, talk down, you gon' die (you gon' die)
Keep that .40 on my lap, I spent like twenty-four on my wrist (woo)
I've been number one, bitch, don't need no trophy
Know we crackheads, pass me the rock and I'll be ballin' like Kobe
Ridin' down the 101, not no Zoey
I stay stackin' with my twin for the win, Zach and Cody
You niggas be hatin', Mister Moseby (Mister Moseby-ass nigga)
Stackin' it up on lowkey
Stay stackin' up, rackin' up, triple OG (stack, stack, woo)
Fuck stress, stay blessed, stay away from the phonies (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hop out a GT3 with an MP5, yeah (bah)
I got ice like Alaska, jet to Dubai (on gang, yeah)
Had to spread my wings, teach 'em all how to fly, yeah
You niggas square, divide 'em by pi
Yeah, rollin' 'round, three GMC's, 'bout to be a drive-by (brrah, brrah)
Your lil' homie know what's up with me, talk down, you gon' die (you gon' die)
Keep that .40 on my lap, I spent like twenty-four on my wrist (woo)
When you see me out in L.A., just know I'm ballin' like Kobe (woo, go, yeah)
Light that shit up (go, yeah)
Walk in the spot, I'ma pipe shit up (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, them niggas hatin' my swag, them niggas so bitter (yeah)
I thought I told them lil' niggas I'm hard hitta (takin' that shit to the heart)
Yeah, I thought I told you lil' niggas I'm go getter (tell them lil' niggas I'm God)
Pressure don't matter, like how could you fold nigga? (How could you, bitch? Oh my God)
How could you let that hate sit in your soul, nigga? (How could it sit in your soul?)
Yeah, shawty a demon, a real soul switcher (oh my God, how did you know?)
Y'all niggas steppin' on toes (go)
Handle that shit like you grown (brrah)
Doin' this shit on my 'lone, ayy
I got that bag on my own (whoa)
Fuck it, I'm in the zone
Ghost, like, nigga, I'm God (skrrt, skrrt)
Hop in that Ghost, I'm ghost, I'm gone
Hop out a GT3 with an MP5, yeah (bah)
I got ice like Alaska, jet to Dubai (on gang, yeah)
Had to spread my wings, teach 'em all how to fly, yeah
You niggas square, divide 'em by pi
Yeah, rollin' 'round, three GMC's, 'bout to be a drive-by (brrah, brrah)
Your lil' homie know what's up with me, talk down, you gon' die (you gon' die)
Keep that .40 on my lap, I spent like twenty-four on my wrist (woo)
When you see me out in L.A., just know I'm ballin' like Kobe (woo)
Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Andre Dontrel Jr. Burt, Anton Martin Mendo, Michael Lamar II White, Peter Jideonwo
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@jasuniverse3469
Trippie has my respect for always giving
smaller interviewers a chance to have a huge
star on. He is laying the foundation for some
people's careers with moves like these. But it
isn't even as if it's just to help, he picks the
best people. This was my favourite Trippie
interview in years. The energy was perfect and
we were let in more to his creative process
here than anywhere else recently. Crazy to see
how much he has grown. Thanks Shirley and
the team for putting this out.
@tinyfoxtato8924
As a member of the Call of Duty Zombies community, I would personally like to thank you for this music video based off of the Black Ops 2 zombies classic, Mob of the Dead. This video really is just Call of Duty Zombies. I hope the rest of the community will like this as well.
@bloodlish
goated
@Lizzo755
When cod was about zombies only not warzone
@osbaldos5533
agreed man he a legend for that
@BKunivrrss
I loved it
@soro4494
@@tinyfoxtato8924 help me with maur der totten
@jjmeyer4629
that zombie was so uncalled for in the beginning scared the shit outta me
@Iloah.
Lmao same π
@Winnerizzy
Same
@arshr6964
ong and Iβm hella fuckin stoned rn shi scared me