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Trippie Redd - Even Steven Lyrics
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Wouch
Oh, hi
Wait a minute, who are you?
I'll tell you a secret
Sometimes I get a little (yeah)
(Love the way you do it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (quiet when I meet lots of new kids)
Crazy, okay

She suck my dick so well, she ain't even teethin' (on God)
Run up in your crib, kill you for no reason, yeah (yeah)
Don't give a f*ck, my momma grievin', yeah
Pull up with them choppers and I get even
Yeah, get even

Momma cry (momma cry, yeah)
By my side (by my side, yeah)
Do or die (do or die)
It's just you and I (you and I)
Eye for an eye (eye for an eye)
Life for a life (life for a life)
Better chose a side (side)
'Fore I rectify ('fy)
That nigga dead (bah), one in the head
Runnin' from the feds, I can't take no f*ckin' planes
I can't run from niggas, no (no)
Like I got no lace (lace)
Murder, murder gang, couple bodies in the shed
She do pilates, she off the Molly
I'm all 'lone in the head (wait a minute, who are you?)
Illuminati, all on my body, know my government (yeah, yeah)
I'm in the Mazzi, I keep the fire on me until the day (yeah, yeah)
I catch a homi', I catch a body, got you, raise the dead

She suck my dick so well, she ain't even teethin' (on God)
Run up in your crib, kill you for no reason, yeah (yeah)
Don't give a f*ck, my momma grievin', yeah
Pull up with them choppers and I get even
Yeah, get even

Real blue cheese, on my president's day
Real blue cheese, on my president's day
Real blue cheese, on my president's day
Real blue cheese, on my president's day (president's day)

I'm fly like a bald eagle (bald eagle)
Dick in the belly, like a torpedo
Tell her drop down, bitch, and get your f*ckin' eagle on
You can join too, it's a f*ckin' sing-along
You can join too, it's a f*ckin' sing-along
You can join too, it's a f*ckin' sing-along (wait a minute, who are you?)
You can join too, it's a f*ckin' sing-along
You can join too, it's a f*ckin' sing-along (yeah)

She suck my dick so well, she ain't even teethin' (on God)
Run up in your crib, kill you for no reason, yeah (yeah)
Don't give a f*ck, my momma grievin', yeah
Pull up with them choppers and I get even
Yeah, get even

Tell you a secret, partner
I wanna sing a song, just for you
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Wouch
Oh, hi
Wait a minute, who are you?
I'll tell you a secret
Sometimes I get a little (yeah)
(Love the way you do it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (quiet when I meet lots of new kids)
Crazy, okay

She suck my dick so well, she ain't even teethin' (on God)
Run up in your crib, kill you for no reason, yeah (yeah)
Don't give a f*ck, my momma grievin', yeah
Pull up with them choppers and I get even
Yeah, get even

Momma cry (momma cry, yeah)
By my side (by my side, yeah)
Do or die (do or die)
It's just you and I (you and I)
Eye for an eye (eye for an eye)
Life for a life (life for a life)
Better chose a side (side)
'Fore I rectify ('fy)
That nigga dead (bah), one in the head
Runnin' from the feds, I can't take no f*ckin' planes
I can't run from niggas, no (no)
Like I got no lace (lace)
Murder, murder gang, couple bodies in the shed
She do pilates, she off the Molly
I'm all 'lone in the head (wait a minute, who are you?)
Illuminati, all on my body, know my government (yeah, yeah)
I'm in the Mazzi, I keep the fire on me until the day (yeah, yeah)
I catch a homi', I catch a body, got you, raise the dead

She suck my dick so well, she ain't even teethin' (on God)
Run up in your crib, kill you for no reason, yeah (yeah)
Don't give a f*ck, my momma grievin', yeah
Pull up with them choppers and I get even
Yeah, get even

Real blue cheese, on my president's day
Real blue cheese, on my president's day
Real blue cheese, on my president's day
Real blue cheese, on my president's day (president's day)

I'm fly like a bald eagle (bald eagle)
Dick in the belly, like a torpedo
Tell her drop down, bitch, and get your f*ckin' eagle on
You can join too, it's a f*ckin' sing-along
You can join too, it's a f*ckin' sing-along
You can join too, it's a f*ckin' sing-along (wait a minute, who are you?)
You can join too, it's a f*ckin' sing-along
You can join too, it's a f*ckin' sing-along (yeah)

She suck my dick so well, she ain't even teethin' (on God)
Run up in your crib, kill you for no reason, yeah (yeah)
Don't give a f*ck, my momma grievin', yeah
Pull up with them choppers and I get even
Yeah, get even

Tell you a secret, partner
I wanna sing a song, just for you
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Writer: Jordan Timothy Jenks, Michael Lamar II White
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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