Supernatural Lyrics by Trippie Redd is latest English song with music also given by him. Supernatural song lyrics are written by Trippie Redd.
Supernatural Song Detail
Singer: Trippie Redd
Composer: Trippie Redd
Lyrics by: Trippie Redd
Supernatural Lyrics
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Take a chill pill
Bi**h I’m from 800 where we kill, kill
Walked out doing drill, drill
Pop out like a pill, pill
Wake up in the morning spark a blunt and crack a damn seal
We balling, bi**h, I break the back board, shaquille o’neal
Big chopper turn like timmy, we got dracos with titties
We got kids running around with semis
That ain’t love, that’s envy
Big jurassic in your city
Beamers, benz and bentleys
Rolling around g-wagon
Lean go to my kidneys
Bi**h I’m a monster, bi**h I’m a goon, how can I lose?
Bi**h I’m a winner, diamonds, they dancing on me like the winter
I got the shells, no master splinter
I got them bails, put the blick on my hitter
Put a cross on my nails, but they won’t cross my ni**as
Big 14, know what the f**k going on
Gang
With the gang, I’m a rebel, I make treaties with the devil
I’m in space don’t need no shuttle
Don’t be scared, don’t need no trouble
I just downed this hennessy, got me seeing double
Counting chips, don’t let the cookie crumble
We keep blicks, got that bag and I won’t ever fumble
Trippie vs the whole damn gang, it’s like a royal rumble
Pu**y boy got pushed out the whip, I watched him roll and tumble
Your bi**h kissing on my di*k, look like she blowing bubbles
You ni**as autobots, I’m a damn gundam
Walk around this bi**h, like I’m the pops
Now they mad I sonned them
Summing up the paychecks, I’ma get this cash
Summing up that paycheck, I’ma get that bag
Private flights to berlin, I got jetlag
Ni**as try to steal my shine and I jetpack
And I’m only going up from here
Like a jetpack
And your homie I rolled up in here, it’s that good pack
Good sh*t, bi**h, gang