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Trippie Redd - Helicopter Lyrics
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Here in this world
Coolin' out here all day
Any boy diss Rvssian and Tommy Lee Sparta shot a lick inna him head

My FN got a green dot
And mi Glock buss thirty-three shot
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Niggas spin dem block, helicop'
"Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu" with the choppa
Mm, mm, mm, mm

When I drop fifty, make a boy dance like Diddy
Smoke pon a boy like a hippy
Spin it 'til we dizzy, put 'em in a molly, no vizzy
R-I-P, we nuh show no pity
In my Z-Z-Z-Z, boy, chuck it up, just get screened
Him go run and a scream, me shoot like a championship team
Me nuh play 'round wit' my opps, woii, revenge feel sweet like drops
Mm, mm, mm, mm

Niggas spin dem block, helicop'
"Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu" with the choppa
Mm, mm, mm, mm

Comin' from the underworld (underworld)
It was just me and a hunnid girls (hunnid girls)
Pop champagne, screamin', "F*ck the world" (yeah)
Yeah, I'm 1400 gang, my gun f*ck the world
Murder when I pull up, I might have it on my mind (yeah)
Yeah, murder
If it's him or me, I don't have to decide (bop-bop-bop)
It's murder, yeah, gunshot
Outside, baby, with a damn red dot (red dot)
Turnin' up the side, yeah, a nigga head pop
They don't wanna rock when that shit get hot
I knew I'd be a killa, but I know him not (him not)
Nigga real jacked, if you play, get boxed
Born from that block, I keep a knife and a chop' (and a chop')
First outside, tryna dodge the helicopters

My FN got a green dot
And mi Glock buss thirty-three shot
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Niggas spin dem block, helicop'
"Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu" with the choppa
Mm, mm, mm, mm
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Here in this world
Coolin' out here all day
Any boy diss Rvssian and Tommy Lee Sparta shot a lick inna him head

My FN got a green dot
And mi Glock buss thirty-three shot
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Niggas spin dem block, helicop'
"Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu" with the choppa
Mm, mm, mm, mm

When I drop fifty, make a boy dance like Diddy
Smoke pon a boy like a hippy
Spin it 'til we dizzy, put 'em in a molly, no vizzy
R-I-P, we nuh show no pity
In my Z-Z-Z-Z, boy, chuck it up, just get screened
Him go run and a scream, me shoot like a championship team
Me nuh play 'round wit' my opps, woii, revenge feel sweet like drops
Mm, mm, mm, mm

Niggas spin dem block, helicop'
"Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu" with the choppa
Mm, mm, mm, mm

Comin' from the underworld (underworld)
It was just me and a hunnid girls (hunnid girls)
Pop champagne, screamin', "F*ck the world" (yeah)
Yeah, I'm 1400 gang, my gun f*ck the world
Murder when I pull up, I might have it on my mind (yeah)
Yeah, murder
If it's him or me, I don't have to decide (bop-bop-bop)
It's murder, yeah, gunshot
Outside, baby, with a damn red dot (red dot)
Turnin' up the side, yeah, a nigga head pop
They don't wanna rock when that shit get hot
I knew I'd be a killa, but I know him not (him not)
Nigga real jacked, if you play, get boxed
Born from that block, I keep a knife and a chop' (and a chop')
First outside, tryna dodge the helicopters

My FN got a green dot
And mi Glock buss thirty-three shot
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Niggas spin dem block, helicop'
"Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu" with the choppa
Mm, mm, mm, mm
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Writer: Michael Lamar II White, Leroy Russell, Tarik Johnston
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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