Don - Trippie Redd

Banger

DJ on the beat so it’s a banger

Yeah

Sippin' Don, Don, Don

Sippin' Don, Don Pérignon

Baby, I’m gone, gone, gone

Go infinity and beyond, baby, I’m the one, one, one

They was tryna count me out

Had a couple real ones with me when I was in the motherfuckin' drought

Got a couple steppers that’ll lay your face down on the motherfuckin' ground

Don’t think I won’t do it myself, nigga, just been a while

Momma ain’t raised no sucker, lil nigga,.30, let it howl

You are what you drink so I guess I got a dirty mouth

Bitch, I’m from up north, but I like chillin' in the Dirty South

You niggas ain’t gettin' money, lil nigga

You still trapped in the house

My niggas movin' that white and them P’s out the trap house

Maybach so big, it’s so hard to back out

Talk down on the gang, that’s the type of shit, make you crash out

Two hundred on the 'Rari dashboard, let a nigga, yeah, mash out

Don’t do no Tom Ford, but I got an Audemar on my wrist

Gave the Richard Mil' to two hundred, gave the AP to Chris

My niggas out here trappin', yeah, everyday we take a damn risk

Pneumonia in my neck, yeah, pneumonia in my fists

Everyday, I feel blessed, no stress, baby, I feel bliss

R.I.P.

Juice WRLD, free Melly and Melvin, baby, «6 Kiss»

I’ma put the Corvette and the Bentley in the shop, get wide-body kits

How dare you test my gangster, lil' nigga?

Know that we body shit

Always talkin' tough on the internet, but ain’t really 'bout shit

Big Bird in this bitch, I’m the Ferragamo falcon

Sippin' Don, Don, Don

Sippin' Don, Don Pérignon

Baby, I’m gone, gone, gone

Go infinity and beyond, baby, I’m the one, one, one

They was tryna count me out

Had a couple real ones with me when I was in the motherfuckin' drought

Got a couple steppers that’ll lay your face down on the motherfuckin' ground

Don’t think I won’t do it myself, nigga, just been a while

Momma ain’t raised no sucker, lil nigga,.30, let it howl

You are what you drink so I guess I got a dirty mouth