Trippie Redd – MP5 Lyrics Ft. SoFaygo
MP5 Song Credits:
Song- MP5
Artist- Trippie Redd, SoFaygo
Album- Trip At Knight (2021)
Release Date- August 19, 2021
Trippie Redd – MP5 Ft. SoFaygo (Official Music Video)
MP5 Lyrics:
(I’m too far gone)
(Yeah)
Hop out a GT3 with an MP5
(Yeah)
I got ice like Alaska, jet to Dubai
Had to spread my wings, teach them all how to fly
You niggas square, divide em by pie
Rolling around three GMC’s, bout to be a drive-by
Your little homie know what’s up with me, talk down, you gone die
Keep that .40 on my lap, I spent like 24 on my rollie
When you see me out in LA, just know I’m balling like Kobe
I’ve been number one bitch, don’t need no trophy
Know we crackheads pass me the rock and I’ll be balling like Kobe
Riding down the 101 not no Zoey
I stay stacking with my twin for the win, Zach and Cody
You niggas be hating, Mr. Mosby
Stacking it up, on lowkey
Stay stacking up, racking up, triple OG
Fuck stress, stay blessed, stay away from the phonies
Hop out a GT3 with an MP5
(Yeah)
I got ice like Alaska, jet to Dubai
Had to spread my wings, teach them all how to fly
You niggas square, divide em by pie
Rolling around three GMC’s, bout to be a drive-by
Your little homie know what’s up with me, talk down, you gone die
Keep that .40 on my lap, I spent like 24 on my rollie
When you see me out in LA, just know I’m balling like Kobe
Light that shit up,
Walk in the spot ima pipe shit up
Them niggas hating my swag, them niggas so bitter
I thought I told them little niggas im hard hitta (taking that shit to the heart)
I thought I told you little niggas im gon get up (tell them little niggas im god)
Press Shit don’t matter like how could you fold nigga (having your bitch omg)
How could you let that hate sit in your soul nigga (how could it sit in your soul)
Showtie a demon a real soul switcher (I’m like how did you know)
That little nigga steppin on toes
Handle that shit like you grown
Doing this shit on my lone
I got that bag on my own
Fuck it I’m in the zone
Gon say nigga im God
Hop in that ghost im ghost im gone
Hop out a GT3 with an MP5
(Yeah)
I got ice like Alaska, jet to Dubai
Had to spread my wings, teach them all how to fly
You niggas square, divide em by pie
Rolling around three GMC’s, bout to be a drive-by
Your little homie know what’s up with me, talk down, you gone die
Keep that .40 on my lap, I spent like 24 on my rollie
When you see out in LA, just know I’m balling like Kobe