MERCH IT - Trippie Redd

(I gotta do this one for Rose, you know what I'm sayin'?)

Yeah, yeah

Things change, people change, but not me

Fuck the top tier, ho pussy elite

I'm like, "What's poppin'? Niggas don't want no smoke with me"

You know we pop shit, put your bitch ass on a tee, we call it merch

Fucked this fine ho and hit her with the farewell

I don't kiss and tell, but I hit all these hoes

All these hoes goin', all these hoes triflin', huh

All these hoes goin', I'ma one night 'em

In the studio screamin', "Nigga" with my homie Spider

Know we jump out, smoke, I feel like Tigger, eyes of a tiger

Don't even gas me up, nigga, 'cause I'm Hank Hill

We got propane for these niggas still, ha

I run up a mill', ha, they gon' run up a reel, huh?

In the foreign with bills, huh

Lil' shawty bad as hell, if looks could kill

I can do this shit all by my 'lone, don't need a deal

Know I am a king on a throne, nigga, kneel, bitch, kneel

Break the glass, I'm Shaquille O'Neal (Shaq)

Shawty drip god, all she do is spill

All I do is pour up drank, all I do is spill

Roger Rabbit on these hoes, you a damn snail

You a turtle in the race, all you do is fail

Grew up 'round trap gods, nigga, they was whippin' bales

Man, we all black gods, nigga, get over yourself

Bali with a ho, trips overseas

Tally up my goals, they change like the breeze

Steady blowin' dope, I'm in the car, I can't even breathe

Mama raised a goddamn star, I'm a different breed

Things change, people change, but not me

Fuck the top tier, ho pussy elite

I'm like, "What's poppin'? Niggas don't want no smoke with me"

You know we pop shit, put your bitch ass on a tee, we call it merch

Fucked this fine ho and hit her with the farewell

I don't kiss and tell, but I hit all these hoes

All these hoes goin', all these hoes triflin', huh

All these hoes goin', I'ma one night 'em