Lyrics Trippie Redd – High Hopes

(The manager)
Big 14, know what the fu*k goin' on
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
Yeah

I was just broke (Broke), I was just outside with that fire, I was just slidin', ho (Slide)
Feds outside the trap house, I was outside high on a boat
I don't get drunk, only sip drank, told a bitch, "Ride the boat, but, bitch, don't get no high hopes" (High)
I done sold a couple keys, LeBron, I got a couple rings (Rings)
Big chops, a couple beams (Beams), we gon' hit 'em with the gleam (Bah)
Chrome Heart cutlery (Yeah), he a rat, he like cheese
He done told a couple things, it was like a spelling bee (Bitch)

Yeah, uh, fresh as hell don't give a fu*k
His partner died, go cheer him up, you know I'm fried like chicken, huh
Off the xan', ain't gettin' up, off ecstasy, might lift her up (Yeah)
Off this percocet, might dick her down, take a sip and drown (Yeah)
And I got that cannon in the cut if it's on, huh
Impressed by my own work, yeah, I did my homework
Yeah, you know your phone work, give your dog a bone, huh
You know how that dog work, you know how that dog work
Yeah, rrr, yeah, rrr (Haha), pull up in that Trackhawk, have that bitch like "Rrr" (Skrrt)
Nigga wanna play, want smoke, we like "Rrr"
Yeah, I pulled up with that chop, it go "Rrr"

I was just broke (Broke), I was just outside with that fire, I was just slidin', ho (Slide)
Feds outside the trap house, I was outside high on a boat
I don't get drunk, only sip drank, told a bitch, "Ride the boat, but, bitch, don't get no high hopes" (High)
I done sold a couple keys, LeBron, I got a couple rings (Rings)
Big chops, a couple beams (Beams), we gon' hit 'em with the gleam (Bah)
Chrome Heart cutlery (Yeah), he a rat, he like cheese
He done told a couple things, it was like a spelling bee (Bitch)

I'm a don in a don, in a don with a gun (Gun)
Three hundred K on this watch, but it's my big brother [?]
Nigga, I ain't takin' shit from [?] gotta cut off my arm
1911 bullets, better run when I pull back my thumb
I want blood, pussy, boy, I want blood, pussy
I need ten bodies for my nigga and that's on cous', pussy
And PD know how I move, keep killers and drugs with me
Don't call me twin if you ain't thug, don't send no slug with me
Hit the club throwin' fifities, drippin' got the bitch showin' tities
My entourage get paid for steppin' on shit, blowin' switches
Never asked where we goin', just come on if you goin' with me
Everytime I slide, I [?], do a free show in Memphis

I was just broke (Broke), I was just outside with that fire, I was just slidin', ho (Slide)
Feds outside the trap house, I was outside high on a boat
I don't get drunk, only sip drank, told a bitch, "Ride the boat, but, bitch, don't get no high hopes" (High)
I done sold a couple keys, LeBron, I got a couple rings (Rings)
Big chops, a couple beams (Beams), we gon' hit 'em with the gleam (Bah)
Chrome Heart cutlery (Yeah), he a rat, he like cheese
He done told a couple things, it was like a spelling bee (Bitch)

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