Good Chance - Trippie Redd ft. BigXthaPlug

1400

NDA

What's poppin', 5?

Ayy

(I hate it)

New AP, new set, this me

Huh, yeah, the same nigga ran through the street

Drop a bag, get a verse, but it really used to be P's

We can't really much talk 'bout the keys

'Cause this TRX truck got a button to speed

With a big FN tucked on the side of the seat

Off the drugs, I keep trippin', see red, then I tweak

Can't compete, wanna know what I made in a week? (Yeah)

A hundred in two days, spent it on two chains

Rest of the week, I'm at home, touching titties

He think 'bout taking, it's off with his fitted

Used to sin every day, but these days, we went Christian

I can't stand a ho that can't suck dick and listen

The biggest, done came a long way from them trenches

Wock' three hundred a line, so twelve hundred I'm sippin'

Don't be wasting my time, if you broke, then go fix it

Since I was a jit, pops was trippin' 'bout Crippin'

Got partners that's Piru and live how I'm livin'

Respect by the 6, if they spinnin', I'm spinnin'

We really was bustin' down 'bows, tryna get it

Control, alt, delete, then I go do the sentence

It's some niggas, I swear when I see, I'ma end 'em

We talking about money then I'm having plenty

You silly, you thinking that you fucking with me like I'm not (Huh)

Like that

Swear, it ain't nobody cold as me

Swear, it ain't nobody bold as me

Ain't no devil gon' take my damn soul from me

Ain't no bitch gon' take my phone from me

G Code, only one code for me

I was born the one, ain't no controlin' me

Only reason she bitter 'cause she want me

Poppin' champagne in the bity

I'm turning up with my dogs

Kicking the opps, I ain't kicking the cup

I'ma get in the box and then gettin' it up

Lil' bro wanna box 'cause his bitch is a slut

Got my dick in her pussy and thumb in her butt

You know I'm fried, it don't take much

Nigga, choose your side or die real rough

Stop reppin' the 5, you was raised by a punk

Don't come outside or we lumpin' you up

I got some purple, I'm rollin' it up

You know everything perfect, we wealthy as fuck

When I was just six, I told Granny that I would make it

I'll be a superstar, countin' some bacon

I come from the trenches, lil' nigga, can't fake it

Get this shit as a kid, I ain't had no patience