Trippie Redd - Sleepy Hollow Lyrics

Ha ha ha, yeah
Mr. Redd
Woah, woah
Big 14, know what the f*ck goin' on (shh)
Gang shit, nigga (ha)
Thank you (ha), yeah (phew)

Feel like Ichigo, nigga, I'm a hollow (yeah)
Talk down on the gang, you get some hollows (yeah, ha)
Leave a nigga head lit, Sleepy Hollow (bah)
Pull up in a Dark Knight, Murciélago (skrrt)
And I'm duckin', dodging twelve and the potholes
I was raised by the motherf*ckin' Glock, woah
Choppa hit him, make a nigga Diddy Bop, woah
Choppa hit him, make a nigga Milly Rock, woah (whoa, whoa)

Ha, send a couple shells (shells, bah)
Send a pussy nigga straight to hell (yeah)
I got racks (racks), clientele (yeah)
Brodie called, he won't be makin' bail, no
Damn, sad news (sad news)
Gettin' tired of the bad news (bad news), tragedy
(son, you finna do it)
Should I do it too? Bitch, I had to

Feel like Ichigo, nigga, I'm a hollow (yeah)
Talk down on the gang, you get some hollows (yeah, ha)
Leave a nigga head lit, Sleepy Hollow (bah)
Pull up in a Dark Knight, Murciélago (skrrt)
And I'm duckin', dodging twelve and the potholes
I was raised by the motherf*ckin' Glock, woah
Choppa hit him, make a nigga Diddy Bop, woah
Choppa hit him, make a nigga Milly Rock, woah (whoa, whoa)