Somehow, my songs always apply to my real life right now
I be predicting the future
I think I'm good at that shit
Yeah, uh
This is a Beat Pusher production
Everyday I keep it real and get that bag, hoe
'Cause that shit up for grabs hoe, put that on my tab hoe
Jimmy Neutron, I told that bitch to have a blast, hoe
Yes I'm a asshole, bitch, why you mad for?
They say that I'm mad dope
Ballin' on a budget with my cousins moving mad dope
To eat and see that cash flow
Niggas always hating but ain't got no f*cking bag bro
I just keep it pushing ,I ain't worried 'bout the mad folks
If a nigga test me I'ma reach up in this bag though
And put on my ski mask, hoe
And let off hella shots and do two hundred on the dash, bro
I can't go out sad, bro
Got a family and I still wanna pop some tags mo'
Used to want a Jag, hoe
Now I'm in a Bentley, still want the money
SS 14s on the side, it's Trippie
I don't think they get me
Build a legacy and hope my niggas be up with me
If not then you is against me
Leave your body souless, empty
Used to feel so empty
Now the chips is stacking up, I need like every f*cking penny
And everyone that's with me
I used to feel alone, but I know my brother's soul is with me
I know Oompa's soul is with me
Everyday I keep it real and get that bag, hoe
'Cause that shit up for grabs, hoe
Put that on my tab, hoe
Jimmy Neutron, I told that bitch to have a blast, hoe
Yes, I'm a asshole
Bitch, why you mad for?
They say that I'm mad dope
Ballin' on a budget with my cousins moving mad dope
To eat and see that cash flow
Niggas always hating but ain't got no f*cking bag bro
I just keep it pushing, I ain't worried 'bout the mad folks
Oomps Revenge Video (MV)
Performed By: Trippie Redd
Length: 2:00
Written by: Gene Edward Dunlap, Kathy Kosins, Michael Lamar II White, Rosamond Bryant
Trippie Redd - Oomps Revenge Lyrics
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Somehow, my songs always apply to my real life right now
I be predicting the future
I think I'm good at that shit
Yeah, uh
This is a Beat Pusher production
Everyday I keep it real and get that bag, hoe
'Cause that shit up for grabs hoe, put that on my tab hoe
Jimmy Neutron, I told that bitch to have a blast, hoe
Yes I'm a asshole, bitch, why you mad for?
They say that I'm mad dope
Ballin' on a budget with my cousins moving mad dope
To eat and see that cash flow
Niggas always hating but ain't got no f*cking bag bro
I just keep it pushing ,I ain't worried 'bout the mad folks
If a nigga test me I'ma reach up in this bag though
And put on my ski mask, hoe
And let off hella shots and do two hundred on the dash, bro
I can't go out sad, bro
Got a family and I still wanna pop some tags mo'
Used to want a Jag, hoe
Now I'm in a Bentley, still want the money
SS 14s on the side, it's Trippie
I don't think they get me
Build a legacy and hope my niggas be up with me
If not then you is against me
Leave your body souless, empty
Used to feel so empty
Now the chips is stacking up, I need like every f*cking penny
And everyone that's with me
I used to feel alone, but I know my brother's soul is with me
I know Oompa's soul is with me
Everyday I keep it real and get that bag, hoe
'Cause that shit up for grabs, hoe
Put that on my tab, hoe
Jimmy Neutron, I told that bitch to have a blast, hoe
Yes, I'm a asshole
Bitch, why you mad for?
They say that I'm mad dope
Ballin' on a budget with my cousins moving mad dope
To eat and see that cash flow
Niggas always hating but ain't got no f*cking bag bro
I just keep it pushing, I ain't worried 'bout the mad folks
I be predicting the future
I think I'm good at that shit
Yeah, uh
This is a Beat Pusher production
Everyday I keep it real and get that bag, hoe
'Cause that shit up for grabs hoe, put that on my tab hoe
Jimmy Neutron, I told that bitch to have a blast, hoe
Yes I'm a asshole, bitch, why you mad for?
They say that I'm mad dope
Ballin' on a budget with my cousins moving mad dope
To eat and see that cash flow
Niggas always hating but ain't got no f*cking bag bro
I just keep it pushing ,I ain't worried 'bout the mad folks
If a nigga test me I'ma reach up in this bag though
And put on my ski mask, hoe
And let off hella shots and do two hundred on the dash, bro
I can't go out sad, bro
Got a family and I still wanna pop some tags mo'
Used to want a Jag, hoe
Now I'm in a Bentley, still want the money
SS 14s on the side, it's Trippie
I don't think they get me
Build a legacy and hope my niggas be up with me
If not then you is against me
Leave your body souless, empty
Used to feel so empty
Now the chips is stacking up, I need like every f*cking penny
And everyone that's with me
I used to feel alone, but I know my brother's soul is with me
I know Oompa's soul is with me
Everyday I keep it real and get that bag, hoe
'Cause that shit up for grabs, hoe
Put that on my tab, hoe
Jimmy Neutron, I told that bitch to have a blast, hoe
Yes, I'm a asshole
Bitch, why you mad for?
They say that I'm mad dope
Ballin' on a budget with my cousins moving mad dope
To eat and see that cash flow
Niggas always hating but ain't got no f*cking bag bro
I just keep it pushing, I ain't worried 'bout the mad folks
Writer: Gene Edward Dunlap, Kathy Kosins, Michael Lamar II White, Rosamond Bryant
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC