Trippie Redd ft. Rob49 – Armageddon Lyrics | Audio

Lyrics Armageddon – Trippie Redd ft. Rob49

Yeah, hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me..④
Yeah, hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me..③
Hundred round drum on me, yeah

Hundred round drum on me
Brand new blick on me, brand new switch on me
Soon as I up, I blow, soon as I blow, he bleed, yeah
Hangin’ with killers
Hangin’ with all of the real ones and duckin’ the fake
Tell him to mind his business
I done seen n**gas who talkin’ get shot in the face, yeah

That’s why I’m keepin’ my K, yeah
That’s why I’m havin’ my way, yeah
I’m ’bout to send that text, yeah
Make a n**ga pull up, spray, yeah
No, I ain’t playin’ at all, s**t
N**ga can’t run no game, huh
Oh, he want smoke with us, yeah
Make a n**ga face card famous

They know I keep my racks on me
They know I keep my MAC on me
N**gas done made me mad, brother
I’m tryin’ not to go crash on ’em
They know we’ll tweak out
Do s**t worser than that last n**ga
In a Demon, ridin’ with some steppers
I’ma spend that bag on ’em

Yeah, hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me..④
Yeah, hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me..③
Hundred round drum on me, yeah

I keep that blick on me
I keep that trip on me
Bentley got heated seats
Play with the gang, he deceased
Murder an opp like I murder a goddamn beat
F**kin’ that b**ch and I’m keepin’ it P
And I’m keepin’ it G in the streets
I’m not no puttin’ not no dot on no motherf**kin’ barrel
Lil’ b**ch, I’m a motherf**kin’ beast

Shorty come over the crib, she swallowin’ d!ck
She f**kin’ up all of the sheets
Alright, I’m f**kin’ up all of that money
I’m f**kin’ and gettin’ her geeked
I ain’t never pressed ’bout none of these b**ches
I f**ked that ho last week
That little b**ch was an animal, ate like a cannibal
Crushed that lil’ b**ch like a Danimal
Walked in this b**ch and I’m fresh like a cantaloupe
Dope in the closet and racks in the envelope
Don’t get to talking, this s**t can get physical
Pull up big body, that b**ch lookin’ mystical

We sent some shots through your grandmammy living room
Now he not talking, he turned to a vegetable
We with the business, we send ’em a message
Man, who the f**k is these f**k n**gas testing

Yeah, hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me..④
Yeah, hundred round drum on me
Hundred round drum on me..③
Hundred round drum on me, yeah…

➤ Written by Trippie Redd, Rob49 & Nadddot
Album: Mansion Musik
Produced by Nadddot & Bacon and Popcorn
Trippie Redd | Rob49 | 2023

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