​Van Cleef Island - Trippie Redd

Shit, I went and did it again

I went and got me a ten

I went and bought me a Benz

She wanna get in Bottega

She wanna get in Bentayga

She want the latest, her lens

I need the latest FN (Ayo, Oddwin)

Smokin', chillin', in the Devil's den

Bad bitch say my dick her medicine

She say, "Spread your wings 'cause you're heaven-sent,"

When I speak it's biblical, a prophet

All these bitches into profits

Sex ed', baby, nutty professor

Chanel bags and Van Cleef on the dresser

I promise you never gon' be on my level

All that hate and that jealousy, that shit the Devil

Dig your own grave, I'll get the shovel

I get that bag for sure, I hop out a Jag' for sure

Keep me a mag' for sure, I'm havin' a blast for sure

Might blast this ho if you talk down on gang, lil' bitch

Get left in the past, love

If I pull up and hop out, lil' bitch, it's a fashion show

Glory and glam just like a diva

Don't get too close like I'm evil

No, I don't know none of these people, no

Know I'm Big Redd, keep some lil' green like holiday season

Know I'm the one to believe in

Ask your bitch, she believe it

Woo-hoo

Trust in God, you know I'm the truth

Blunt too high, in the sky on the roof

Say I'm not livin', what you talkin' 'bout? Cool

Say I'm not bangin', what you talkin' 'bout, fool?

Semi' said I wasn't even talkin' 'bout you

But you could be dead

Put it on the song, boy, I wasn't talkin' 'bout you

Shit, I went and did it again

I went and got me a ten

I went and bought me a Benz

She wanna get in Bottega

She wanna get in Bentayga

She want the latest, her lens

I need the latest FN

Smokin', chillin', in the Devil's den

Bad bitch say my dick her medicine

She say, "Spread your wings 'cause you're heaven-sent,"

When I speak it's biblical, a prophet

All these bitches into profits

Sex ed', baby, nutty professor

Chanel bags and Van Cleef on the dresser