Trippie Redd Hot Boys Lyrics

Haha, 14, 14, 14, haha…

Run up in your house, haha, ayy

Run up in your house, huh, hey

.30 to your head, its to your mouth, huh

I might shoot right at your spouse, huh

Pussy boy close your mouth

Diamonds on me woah

Shawty baby woah

Ice wied open, but you keep doors closed

Lamborgini doors, butterfly doors

Diamonds on me woah

Wrist look like snow

Adding percs and codeine

Own the scene since the team

Double cup full of syrup

Got me leaning like Kareem

Got me leaning in your bitch

She can pass around like a meme

She go head first in the coke

Now face painted like a stain

She go kuku off the coco

She go ape shit off the bean

She gon raid shit off the molly

She gon take five for the team

She come back for more, like a fiend

She gon bag the o full of weed

Soon as the hoe tea

Send them back to Cleveland like the king

I rob a nigga like Chyna

Take their whole house and they dream

Take his whole mouth and the genes

Got the rocket launcher with a beam

Got the pockett mustard with the beam

Got the Cuban link with the gleem

Run up in your house. haha, ayy

Run up in your house, huh, hey

.30 to your head, its to your mouth, huh

I might shoot right at your spouse, huh

Pussy boy close your mouth

Diamonds on me woah

Shawty baby woah

Ice wied open, but you keep doors closed

Lamborgini doors, butterfly doors

Diamonds on me woah

Wrist look like snow

Run in your house give me everything

Close your mouth tea black tape

I don’t need no mask on

Turn your good day, to a bad day

We the niggas they talking about

We the niggas they wouldn’t see

We the brand new squad up (Woo)

22 I’m currency

And I’m sipping on a dirty tea (Damn!)

And your baby daddy skirted me

And you lying like a mother fucker (What?)

If you saying you ain’t heard of me (Liar)

And I’m killing all you fucking rappers

Yeah, that is a first degree

None of y’all can murder me

Run in your house, this a burglary

Run up in your house. haha, ayy

Run up in your house, huh, hey

.30 to your head, its to your mouth, huh

I might shoot right at your spouse, huh

Pussy boy close your mouth

Diamonds on me woah

Shawty baby woah

Ice wied open, but you keep doors closed

Lamborgini doors, butterfly doors

Diamonds on me woah

Wrist look like snow