Kid That Didd
Trippie Redd Lyrics


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(CB on the beat)
Huh?
Yeah, huh
Yeah, yeah

We pull up in your city, man, like, where that Minnie, man?
Double cups and double semi's (woo), man, hop out the minivan (woo, woo)
And my bitch is high saditty, man, don't show no pity, man
We got 30s, we got 50s, man, come right and get me, man (phew, phew)
And them hollows hit your chinny-chin, I'm like the Crimson Chin (yeah)
Fuck your bitch, feel like a kid again, I'm with the business, kid (phew)
Fuck with me and then go missing, kid, I'm from the trenches, kid (ha)
Boy, just face it, you diminished, kid, you fuckin' finished, kid (yeah, yeah, woo, woo)

Take a walk, lil' bitch, we steppin' (yeah, haha)
Fuck that talkin', bitch, we wreckin' (ah)
Spit on your coffin, send you to hell
You play with my name, I play with these weapons (bitch, bitch)
You think it's a game, you must got a death-wish (death-wish, bah)
Now that boy headless (headless, bah)
Pull up and wet shit (ah), it was all your inception (woo)
It was all just a message (yeah, woo)
Wet up the block, beat up the block (bitch)
Aimin' his top, finna hit from the Glock (bah)
Bitch, I'm 800, I keep me a mop
1400/800, you reppin' or not? (Not, woo)
Bitch, we too hot (hot, woo), straight to the top (top)
Play with the gang, you end up on Fox (Fox News)

We pull up in your city, man, like, where's that Minnie, man?
Double cups and double semi's (woo), man, hop out the minivan (woo, woo)
And my bitch is high saditty, man, don't show no pity, man
We got 30s, we got 50s, man, come right and get me, man (phew, phew)
And them hollows hit your chinny-chin, I'm like the Crimson Chin (yeah)
Fuck your bitch, feel like a kid again, I'm with the business, kid (phew)
Fuck with me and then go missing, kid, I'm from the trenches, kid (ha)
Boy, just face it, you diminished, kid, you fuckin' finished, kid (yeah, yeah, woo, woo)

All this cash, it's gon' make a nigga surf, Hawaii (surf)
I got a bad bitch at the crib, we like Whitney and Bobby (I got act')
I get active on the pill, I get active without it (active)
Paid three thousand for a seal, now I got drank in my body (paid three thousand for a seal)
Oh yeah, just some drugs, spent two hundred bands (spent two hundred)
All these diamond rings gave a nigga cold hands (oh yeah)
Drankin' Codeine, feelin' like I'm on Xans (drank)
Said fuck tomorrow, started drinkin' seals up out the can
Niggas sell dope on my block, niggas murder, niggas scam
I'm a rich nigga, fuckin' thot hoes on cam
Just for thinkin' she the one, I'ma dog her out and fuck her friend
I'ma knock the bitch out, free bands

We pull up in your city, man, like, where's that Minnie, man? (Yeah)
Double cups and double semi's (woo), man, hop out the minivan (woo, brr, woo)
And my bitch is high saditty, man, don't show no pity, man (no, no)
We got 30s, we got 50s, man, come right and get me, man (phew, phew, grr, yeah)
And them hollows hit your chinny-chin, I'm like the Crimsion Chin (yeah, yeah)
Fuck your bitch, feel like a kid again, I'm with the business, kid (phew, yeah, yeah, Doe Beezy)
Fuck with me and then go missing, kid, I'm from the trenches, kid (ha, yeah, Doe Beezy)
Boy, just face it, you diminished, kid, you fuckin' finished, kid
(Woo, woo, Doe Beezy, Doe Beezy, oh, really?)

Doe Beezy got that fifty, kid, don't play with Trippie, kid (boom, Doe Beezy, boom)
All that rappin' shit, I really live, this shit I really did (yeah, yeah, that's facts)
Used to slide in minivans, ho, now it's a Bentley, kid (skrrt)
Rapper players, his ass get lit up, give no fuck how lit he his
(Better run, Forest, run, Forest, boom, you think I'm playin?)
Flex my wrist and make your bitch mine, play my clique right (gang, gang)
RBMG ain't gon' let shit slide, better not I diss mine (Fool)
Pussy boy, I got my stick on me, why your stick hidin'?
Ain't no snakes, bitch, I'm like 5'6, choppa 6'9 (Doe Beezy, brr, oh, really?)

We pull up in your city, man, like, where's that Minnie, man?
Double cups and double semi's (woo), man, hop out the minivan (woo, woo)
And my bitch is high saditty, man, don't show no pity, man
We got 30s, we got 50s, man, come right and get me, man (phew, phew)
And them hollows hit your chinny-chin, I'm like the Crimson Chin (yeah)
Fuck your bitch, feel like a kid again, I'm with the business, kid (phew)
Fuck with me and then go missing, kid, I'm from the trenches, kid (ha)
Boy, just face it, you diminished, kid, you fuckin' finished, kid (yeah, yeah, woo, woo)





(CB on the beat)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Trippie Redd's song "Kid That Didd" are about the artist's aggressive and confrontational persona. He talks about pulling up in a city and demanding for someone to show him where his intended target is, whilst carrying double cups filled with liquor and double semis. He also boasts about having 30s and 50s, meaning he has both 30 and 50 round magazines for his gun. Trippie Redd then mentions his high maintenance girlfriend and how he has no remorse for his enemies, as he will come at them with violent force. Trippie Redd calls himself the Crimson Chin, after the comic book superhero, and likens himself to a child when he has sexual intercourse, which brings him back to his younger days. The song ends with Trippie Redd threatening anyone who dares to cross him.


Overall, the lyrics reflect the overall energy of the song, which is a mix of trap and rap with a heavy bass and a fast tempo. It is meant to be loud, aggressive, and a display of Trippie Redd's bravado and confidence in his abilities as a musician and as a street fighter. The song showcases Trippie Redd's ability to mix intricate wordplay with gangster themes, making the song an anthem for those who are not afraid to stand their ground.


Line by Line Meaning

Huh?
Trippie Redd starts his song with a slang term to express his confusion about something.


Yeah, huh
He confirms his previous statement and adds a slang for agreement at the end.


Yeah, yeah
Trippie Redd repeats the affirmation to show certainty.


We pull up in your city, man, like, where that Minnie, man?
He and his crew arrive in town, looking for someone or something named Minnie.


Double cups and double semi's (woo), man, hop out the minivan (woo, woo)
They come prepared with double cups for their lean and double semi-automatic guns. They exit their minivan in a celebratory manner (woo, woo).


And my bitch is high saditty, man, don't show no pity, man
Trippie Redd introduces his girlfriend who is dressed upscale and confident, and doesn't sympathize with anyone's situation.


We got 30s, we got 50s, man, come right and get me, man (phew, phew)
Trippie Redd and his gang have ammunition, such as .30 and .50 caliber bullets. He challenges anyone to come and confront him with a gunshot sound effect (phew, phew).


And them hollows hit your chinny-chin, I'm like the Crimson Chin (yeah)
Trippie Redd brags about his ability to knock someone's teeth out, like the superhero character 'The Crimson Chin' from a cartoon TV show. He uses a catchphrase 'yeah' as a sign of approval.


Fuck your bitch, feel like a kid again, I'm with the business, kid (phew)
He proclaims to have sexual intercourse with someone else's woman and makes him feel young again. He has hard work ethic in his pursuit of success. He emphasizes it with a gunshot effect (phew).


Fuck with me and then go missing, kid, I'm from the trenches, kid (ha)
He warns anyone who tries to mess with him will disappear mysteriously, as he's from an impoverished and rough area. He laughs at the end as a mocking tone.


Boy, just face it, you diminished, kid, you fuckin' finished, kid (yeah, yeah, woo, woo)
Trippie Redd tells a boy who is no longer a challenge to him and implies that his career is over. He amplifies his statement by saying 'yeah, yeah, woo, woo.'


Take a walk, lil' bitch, we steppin' (yeah, haha)
He tells someone to leave and mocks them with laughter at the end.


Fuck that talkin', bitch, we wreckin' (ah)
He's not interested in talking anymore, and proceeds to cause destruction.


Spit on your coffin, send you to hell
He has no respect for those he sees as enemies. He'll even disrespect them in death by spitting on their coffin and cursing them to go to hell.


You play with my name, I play with these weapons (bitch, bitch)
He threatens anyone who disrespects him or his reputation; he'll threaten them with guns.


You think it's a game, you must got a death-wish (death-wish, bah)
He argues that anyone who takes him lightly will face his wrath, to the point of death. He punctuates his statement with 'death-wish, bah.'


Now that boy headless (headless, bah)
He claims responsibility for beheading someone, to show that he's capable of murder. He punctuates his statement with 'headless, bah.'


Pull up and wet shit (ah), it was all your inception (woo)
He and his gang arrived and spray bullets at any location to show their dominance. He refers to their previous statement and how their actions are anticipated at this point.


It was all just a message (yeah, woo)
He implies their actions are part of a message or a warning.


Wet up the block, beat up the block (bitch)
He and his crew shoot a lot of bullets in that area and may cause damage to some buildings or property.


Aimin' his top, finna hit from the Glock (bah)
He aims to shoot at someone's head using his Glock gun, which implies fatal and instant death. He punctuates his statement with 'bah.'


Bitch, I'm 800, I keep me a mop
He's a member of a group called '800' known for their gang activity. He carries a mop to clean up the streets from his killings, or it's a slang term for an automatic gun.


1400/800, you reppin' or not? (Not, woo)
He mentions another group called '1400' and suggests that he comes from both groups. He asks if his listeners are part of his group, but he answers no with a 'woo' sound effect.


Bitch, we too hot (hot, woo), straight to the top (top)
He's doing extremely well in his music career and is on his way to the top of the industry. He emphasizes with 'hot, woo' and adds 'to the top.'


Play with the gang, you end up on Fox (Fox News)
He warns that if you provoke him or his gang, the media will report on an incident and create unnecessary drama, just like the news channel Fox News.


All this cash, it's gon' make a nigga surf, Hawaii (surf)
He has a lot of money, which is making him feel great and could ride waves in Hawaii, a reference to surfing.


I got a bad bitch at the crib, we like Whitney and Bobby (I got act')
He boasts that he has an attractive woman with him who's always high on drugs, comparing her to Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown's infamous relationship.


I get active on the pill, I get active without it (active)
He can get hyped up and active even with or without taking drugs, but he's referring to prescription drugs.


Paid three thousand for a seal, now I got drank in my body (paid three thousand for a seal)
He spent $3000 on a bottle of Actavis syrup which has been mixed with Jolly Rancher candy to make it more appealing. He imbibes it and uses the slang term 'seal' for it.


Oh yeah, just some drugs, spent two hundred bands (spent two hundred)
He spent $200,000 on drugs just like that, which he seems to imply is a normal occurrence.


All these diamond rings gave a nigga cold hands (oh yeah)
He's wearing a lot of diamond rings, which makes his hands cold to the touch. He makes a sound of agreement 'oh yeah.'


Drankin' Codeine, feelin' like I'm on Xans (drank)
He's sipping on Codeine to get high and feels like he's already under the influence of more powerful drugs like Xanax.


Said fuck tomorrow, started drinkin' seals up out the can
He's not concerned about the future (or consequences) at the moment and started drinking cough syrup straight out of the container.


Niggas sell dope on my block, niggas murder, niggas scam
He describes the high level of criminal activity taking place in his area such as drug dealing, murder, and scams.


I'm a rich nigga, fuckin' thot hoes on cam
He's a wealthy man who enjoys having sex with promiscuous women on camera.


Just for thinkin' she the one, I'ma dog her out and fuck her friend
He'll be unfaithful to any woman who thinks she's the only one and have sex with her friend as well.


I'ma knock the bitch out, free bands
He'll punch any female who tries to mess with him and his money.


Doe Beezy got that fifty, kid, don't play with Trippie, kid (boom, Doe Beezy, boom)
He acknowledges his partner Doe Beezy has a .50 caliber weapon and warns others not to mess with him with the use of a gunshot sound effect (boom, Doe Beezy, boom).


All that rappin' shit, I really live, this shit I really did (yeah, yeah, that's facts)
Trippie Redd affirms that all he raps about is true and based on his real-life experiences. He punctuates his statement with 'yeah, yeah, that's facts.'


Used to slide in minivans, ho, now it's a Bentley, kid (skrrt)
He used to ride around in a minivan with his gang, but now he drives in a more luxurious car, like a Bentley. He punctuates his statement with the sound effect of a tire skidding 'skrrt'.


Rapper players, his ass get lit up, give no fuck how lit he his
He warns other rappers that he'll shoot them and kill them, even if they're already famous or successful in their careers.


Flex my wrist and make your bitch mine, play my clique right (gang, gang)
He's so successful and influential that he can steal anybody's girlfriend with his charisma and money. He's demanding respect from others with his clique.


RBMG ain't gon' let shit slide, better not I diss mine (Fool)
He's affiliated with a record label called RBMG, and they're not going to tolerate anyone disrespecting them or their brand. He punctuates his statement by calling the other person a fool.


Pussy boy, I got my stick on me, why your stick hidin'?
He insults someone who he thinks is a coward and is hiding their gun. He's ready for a confrontation and has his own weapon.


Ain't no snakes, bitch, I'm like 5'6, choppa 6'9 (Doe Beezy, brr, oh, really?)
He verifies that he's not playing games, despite his short stature, and has a weapon with significant size like a chopper. He's with his partner again, shoutout to Doe Beezy, accompanied by a sound effect (brr, oh, really?).




Lyrics © ARENA MUSIC PUBLISHING, Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Christopher Barnett, Cotrell Dennard, Igor Mamet, Khirye Anthony Tyler, Michael Lamar White, Nayvadius Demun Wilburn

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Comments from YouTube:

@calebjustice9288

Why future record his verse on a Nintendo DS

@mrsaysay111

Yooooooo😭😭

@logisticsnail5014

😂😂 he was on sum budget cuts

@anjelocartier8607

he recorded on bandlab

@ehmzs

@Trea Williams me too lmaoo

@gelovicious1807

😂😂😂

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@YhwachTheAlmighty

This the gold standard for a “banger.” I wish Trippie made more songs like this.

@pocktk9644

Check " Overweight" then, it's in the same style.

@coob5042

@@pocktk9644 appreciate the rec man, really good song

@_God_of_Hope

@@pocktk9644 I haven't heard that song for a long time man, thank you for reminding me.

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