Everything BoZ
Trippie Redd Lyrics
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Yeah, I can teach that bitch my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
Fuck that bitch one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I had to slime some niggas out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
Pussy nigga know I came from toting poles
And you ain't built like that, lil' nigga, you can get exposed, yeah
Fuck nigga, what you want? (What you want?) Huh
Know we keep them choppers like a movie role (like a movie role)
Yeah, I just need to know, is it truly smoke? (Truly smoke)
Yeah, 'cause you know we want the smoke, we truly want (truly want)
Yeah, to bust shots at the opposition (ayy)
Pussy nigga, you ain't really in the right position
To be talking that gangster shit, pussy, you get hit coming
She like bah, bah, bah, get shot in your head, man
Yeah, get shot where the headband 'posed to be at
Pussy nigga, huh, yeah, uh, uh
Pussy nigga, huh, yeah
You can get hit up
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that bitch my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
Fuck that bitch one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I had to slime some niggas out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
Pussy nigga know I came from toting poles
And you ain't built like that, lil' nigga, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah
Yeah, uno, dos, tres, yeah, come and give me head
This a Glock .40, yeah, leave a nigga dead
Niggas be lackin', yeah, catch that nigga in traffic, shot him in the back
Might take your bitch, yeah, she wanna hang with the gang but this ain't that
Boy be telling, yeah, can't fuck with these opp ass niggas, they all rats
Hopped in my bag, Birkin, got out all this cash earned it, yeah
Tell me what you need, serve it, man, I make these bitches nervous
Yeah, yeah, aye, ooh
Mmh, mmh, mmh, ayy
It's a Glock .40
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that bitch my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
Fuck that bitch one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I had to slime some niggas out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
Pussy nigga know I came from toting poles
And you ain't built like that, lil' nigga, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
The song "Everything BoZ" by Trippie Redd feat. Coi Leray is a trap banger where the rappers boast about their gangster lifestyle and warn their enemies of the dire consequences of messing with them. In the first verse, Trippie Redd compares himself to the legendary decipherer of Egyptian hieroglyphics and claims he can teach any girl his language just as easily. He also emphasizes his promiscuity but asserts that he never gets emotionally attached to his sexual partners. Trippie then flexes his gangster credentials by warning his rivals that any talk down will result in a gunshot to their head. He also brags about his skill in eliminating his targets without leaving any evidence.
Coi Leray's verse begins with a nod to her bilinguality (she's fluent in Spanish) and promptly switches gears to the main theme of the song - violence. She raps about her crew's arsenal of weapons, including the titular Glock .40, and their eagerness to use them against their perceived enemies. She also mentions her romantic conquests and how some girls want to hang out with her and her gang, but they would not be ready to handle the dangerous lifestyle. Coi Leray makes it clear she doesn't tolerate snitches and anyone who disses her would face swift retribution.
Overall, "Everything BoZ" glorifies the gang culture, encourages violence as a solution to conflicts, and objectifies women. The rappers present themselves as invincible and ruthless, and they don't shy away from using foul language and explicit imagery.
Line by Line Meaning
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Take a moment, let's start this over, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that bitch my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
I can easily communicate with her through my slang, yeah
Fuck that bitch one time and then I'm phoning home, yeah
I'm done with her after one time and I'm calling it a night, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
If you speak ill of me, you'll meet a bullet, yeah
I had to slime some niggas out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
I had to get rid of some treacherous people and I almost ruined their lives, yeah
Pussy nigga know I came from toting poles
Foolish man knows I'm used to carrying weapons around, yeah
And you ain't built like that, lil' nigga, you can get exposed, yeah
You don't have the courage for such things, you will be called out, yeah
Fuck nigga, what you want? (What you want?) Huh
What do you really want, you chicken-hearted man? (What do you want?) Huh
Know we keep them choppers like a movie role (like a movie role)
We have guns on us like we're acting in a movie, all the time (like a movie role)
Yeah, I just need to know, is it truly smoke? (Truly smoke)
I need to know if there really is a problem that needs to be resolved (Truly smoke)
to bust shots at the opposition (ayy)
fire bullets at those who oppose us (ayy)
Pussy nigga, you ain't really in the right position
It's not your position to be talking like a gangster, you chicken-hearted man
She like bah, bah, bah, get shot in your head, man
The sound of gunshots will be heard as she shoots you in the head (man)
Yeah, uno, dos, tres, yeah, come and give me head
Counting 1, 2, 3, yeah, come and give me oral pleasure
This a Glock .40, yeah, leave a nigga dead
This Glock .40 is lethal and can kill someone easily
Might take your bitch, yeah, she wanna hang with the gang but this ain't that
I might take your girlfriend, yeah, but she can't join our gang as it's not her vibes
Boy be telling, yeah, can't fuck with these opp ass niggas, they all rats
Some guy said that we can't associate with these opposition folks, they are all snitches
Hopped in my bag, Birkin, got out all this cash earned it, yeah
I went shopping and I got a Birkin bag, I earned all this money, yeah
Tell me what you need, serve it, man, I make these bitches nervous
Tell me what you want, I'll provide it, man, I intimidate these women
Yeah, uno, dos, tres, yeah, come and give me head
Counting 1, 2, 3, yeah, come and give me oral pleasure
It's a Glock .40
I'm emphasizing that it's a Glock, it's lethal and threatening
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Adrian Wonders Rupke, Coi Leray Collins, Matthew Alan Crabtree, Michael Lamar II White
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Trippie is a goat
Bruh I can’t with the line for line part bruh
@AmarraRose
Director: what kind of effects do you want?
Trippie Redd : I'ma just smoke .
Director: ok
Edit : lol wow this is the most likes I’ve ever gotten on something lol run up the numbers 😂😂
Ok it’s 2021 still run it up lol
Edit : ok 2022 😩 and it’s still going up yurrr
@kkiidd77
*melodic moaning*....
"ISSA GLOCK FORTY!" 🤣🤣🤣
@skertex7103
I think she said un duos thres leave a nigga dead
@h3ll4v
SKERTEX that’s a different parts from what he means
@jaydatkilla3037
Lmaoooooo
@temarcuscooper1062
👍
@haptschi0508gaga
@@skertex7103 she said come and give me head
@jamescorfey4692
BRO LIT THE BLUNT 478 TIMES 💨
@braydennelson733
Counting is crazy
@3virus3
@@braydennelson733not counting is crazy