Trippie Redd – 7am in Ohio MP3 Download
- Song Name: 7am in Ohio
- Artist Name: Trippie Redd
- Song Category: Latest Music
- File format: Mp3/128kbps
Talented and sensational artist “Trippie Redd” came through with this outstanding single track titled “7am in Ohio” which is obtainable for free and Fast Mp3 download here at Nobadsong.
This classic entry was taken off Trippie Redd‘s newly released studio album titled “Saint Michael V2“.
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Trippie Redd – 7am in Ohio Lyrics
[Chorus]
We gettin' that money (Nothing is everything), you know it ain't nothin'
I wake up and put that shit on 'cause I'm stuntin'
I pull up Maybach, it used to be bucket
I know that they mad but I'm on, fuck it
You ain't got no racks, you ball on a budget
I'm startin' the car with the push of a button
And I will not explain the do's and the doesn'ts
Countin' that money, I would never front
Hoppin' out the peezy, luggage in the trunk
Hop in that 'Rari, trunk is in the front
Speed off on a barbie, smokin' on some blunts (Yeah)
Twenty-three shots in that Glock (Woo)
Got a nigga feelin' like I can dunk (Dunk)
And it wasn't no big deal (Deal)
Miniscule problems, that shit shrunk (Shrunk)
[Verse]
I know they remember them days, I was outside with that flame
Talk down, I'm blowin' your brain (Bah)
Know we the gang, sorry, I forgot your name
Look, it's a bird, it's a plane, it's a lame (Lame)
Ooh, rememberin' names all of the sudden
When you was around I wasn't callin' you nothin' (You)
Ain't really with the gang, so get the fuck from 'round me
From 'round us (From 'round us), from the ground up (Ground up)
Look what we round up
No matter the time, I'ma get in my zone
Bitch, I'ma sit in my throne
I'ma get straight to my goals
[Chorus]
We gettin' that money, you know it ain't nothin'
I wake up and put that shit on 'cause I'm stuntin'
I pull up Maybach, it used to be bucket
I know that they mad but I'm on, fuck it
You ain't got no racks, you ball on a budget
I'm startin' the car with the push of a button
And I will not explain the do's and the doesn'ts
Countin' that money, I would never front
Hoppin' out the peezy, luggage in the trunk
Hop in that 'Rari, trunk is in the front
Speed off on a barbie, smokin' on some blunts (Yeah)
Twenty-three shots in that Glock (Woo)
Got a nigga feelin' like I can dunk (Dunk)
And it wasn't no big deal (Deal)
Miniscule problems, that shit shrunk (Shrunk)
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