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Blastoff Lyrics By Internet Money Featuring Juice Wrld Trippie Redd

    trippie redd
    internet money bitch
    hahahaha nick you’re stupid

    trippie redd
    baby come and have a blast with me
    do everything isaylike your majesty
    fuckwith the gang and it bea tragedy
    fuck with my shooters they in the back with me

    post trippie redd
    fuck with me baby come get this bag with me
    been alone for a minute that shit been dragging me
    craving your love it’s heartattacking me
    tryna get in that pussy baby that mac and cheese

    trippie redd
    i cannot show these bitches no sympathy
    or these niggas they simps and they hella bitch to me
    i was just fortunate got the remedy
    fuck that bitch and then dip i got them chips to receive yeah

    trippie redd juice wrld
    baby come and have a blast with me
    do everything i say like your majesty
    fuck with the gang and it be a tragedy
    fuck with my shooters they in the back with me uh

    juice wrld
    you picked that knife up and you stabbin’ me
    wish it was a paper cut but it’s a gash i bleed out
    and the way you keep harassin’ me
    it’s a shame this the way that it has to be oh
    uh yeah time is of the essence
    you know damn well you bring hell i should call a reverend
    devil horns on a angel still haven’t learned my lesson uh
    we’re a mess and our life’s a wreck hey
    toxic toxic toxic
    the most beautiful things grow old and start rottin’
    i should’ve turned away when i found out you were demonic
    let’s be honest you’re the devil’s daughter
    say hey to your father uh he owe me twenty dollars
    we gon’ run through hell with like twentyhundred choppers
    we gon’ give ’em hell and i put that on my mama
    me and trippie redd boolin’ back in the bahamas

    trippie redd
    baby come and have a blast with me
    do everything i say like your majesty
    fuck with the gang and it be a tragedy
    fuck with my shooters they in the back with me

    post trippie redd
    fuck with me baby come get this bag with me
    been alone for a minute that shit been dragging me
    craving your love it’s heartattacking me
    tryna get in that pussy baby that mac and cheese

    juice wrld
    gang gang gang
    probably fuckin’ your mama
    three k on my wrist like andré
    servin’ like entrée
    ha huh you dig you dig you dig

    Artist: Internet Money Featuring Juice Wrld Trippie Redd

    Year: 2020

    Decade: 20s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 219