Trippie Redd, Offset, and Moneybagg Yo Lyrics
Read the official lyrics to ‘Big 14′ by Trippie Redd and Offset, featuring Moneybagg Yo. Big 14 was produced by Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
Trippie Redd, Offset, Moneybagg Yo – Big 14 Lyrics
Intro: Trippie Redd & Offset
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E)
Huh
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Ayy, hey)
Chorus: Trippie Redd & Offset
Don’t come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil’ bitch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah (Woo)
On the yacht, let’s have a toast ’cause I’m the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy, thirty)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah, hey)
With them slimes, you know them niggas wipe your nose (Slime), yeah (Slime)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like, oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)
Verse 1: Offset
Stacking and flipping that money, not selling my soul (Stacking that)
Walk in that room, told that bitch not to slip on my drip ’cause it’s all on the floor (Don’t slip)
Trap all this shit in the Nawf, in the ‘bando, they knock at the door like Jehovah (Knock, knock)
I keep a hundred round drum in the back of my trunk and it bite like a Cobra (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Feeling like Tony Montana, the world is mine, we running the globe (Mine)
Get the fuck up, I don’t know (Go)
Thirty-round Glock for the internet trolls (Bah)
Fuck on a thot, I’ma pay for the bros (Yes, sir)
Count up a M in one night in my Rolls (Count up)
Put this shit on me or put me in Vogue
Straight out the Nawf, Big 34 (Nawf)
Think that we soft and we shoot out your soul (Hey, soul)
Chorus: Trippie Redd
Don’t come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil’ bitch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah
On the yacht, let’s have a toast ’cause I’m the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah)
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