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Trippie Redd - OTF KNIGHTMARE Lyrics
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[ Featuring G Herbo, Lil Durk ]

Nigga want smoke, lemme know somethin'
Lamb' truck, Royce truck, both of em'
I don't think about death when I pour up
Hot box, doing tricks, doing donuts

(Trapahplics bitch, like you ain't know, real trap shit)
(Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)
Whoa
OTF, 1400
Gang, gang
Gang, gang

You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)

On the block reppin' gang, gang, grew up real slimy
If you talk down on the gang, gang, we gon' do you grimy
On the block I let my chain swing, f*ck it, nigga, try me
'Cause we really, really, really, in the field and shit
Murder, murder, I do a hit, I do a drill and shit
Yeah, murder on my mind I'm tryna kill some shit
If you ain't gang, gang, gang, hope you get killed lil' bitch

You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)

Nigga want smoke, lemme know somethin'
Lamb' truck, Royce truck, both of em'
I don't think about death when I pour up
Hot box, doing tricks, doing donuts
Gave a bitch a Perc ten, made her throw up
Everybody on dick when you blow up
Cap.34 show in and show up
I'm trying to be like Meech, when I grow up
I gotta switch on my Glock when I blow it
And I love my killers, they know it
You a bitch nigga jump out the porch
Headshot when you walk out of court
I'm finna rock when they murder for sports
'Less I've got murder of course

You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)

Real gang members, type of niggas say my name, hit you (bow)
Let that flame get you
Two niggas end up same picture, uh
Told myself I ain't have no paper until I can change riches
F*ck is you lane switching, go ahead set your pace and finsih
All these chains glisten
Hand them out to my main niggas (gang)
Quick to change niggas
Opps ain't the same nigga (course not)
Click clack, bang (bang)
You know I ain't learned at no range nigga (course not)
Shoot at my veins, pussy can't hang if you ain't gang nigga

You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
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Nigga want smoke, lemme know somethin'
Lamb' truck, Royce truck, both of em'
I don't think about death when I pour up
Hot box, doing tricks, doing donuts

(Trapahplics bitch, like you ain't know, real trap shit)
(Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)
Whoa
OTF, 1400
Gang, gang
Gang, gang

You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)

On the block reppin' gang, gang, grew up real slimy
If you talk down on the gang, gang, we gon' do you grimy
On the block I let my chain swing, f*ck it, nigga, try me
'Cause we really, really, really, in the field and shit
Murder, murder, I do a hit, I do a drill and shit
Yeah, murder on my mind I'm tryna kill some shit
If you ain't gang, gang, gang, hope you get killed lil' bitch

You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)

Nigga want smoke, lemme know somethin'
Lamb' truck, Royce truck, both of em'
I don't think about death when I pour up
Hot box, doing tricks, doing donuts
Gave a bitch a Perc ten, made her throw up
Everybody on dick when you blow up
Cap.34 show in and show up
I'm trying to be like Meech, when I grow up
I gotta switch on my Glock when I blow it
And I love my killers, they know it
You a bitch nigga jump out the porch
Headshot when you walk out of court
I'm finna rock when they murder for sports
'Less I've got murder of course

You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)

Real gang members, type of niggas say my name, hit you (bow)
Let that flame get you
Two niggas end up same picture, uh
Told myself I ain't have no paper until I can change riches
F*ck is you lane switching, go ahead set your pace and finsih
All these chains glisten
Hand them out to my main niggas (gang)
Quick to change niggas
Opps ain't the same nigga (course not)
Click clack, bang (bang)
You know I ain't learned at no range nigga (course not)
Shoot at my veins, pussy can't hang if you ain't gang nigga

You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
You ain't gang, gang, gang, you ain't f*cking with us (gang)
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Writer: Durk D. Banks, Herbert Randall Wright, Jordan Timothy Jenks, Michael Lamar II White
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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