Lyrics Trippie Redd – RMP

Yo Pi’erre, yo Pi’erre
Smokin’ thrax, any day (Woah)

Richard Mille plain (Ooh), Richard Mille plain (Woah)
Woo (Yeah), Richard Mille plain (Woah)

I ain’t worried ’bout a thing (Thing)
We tote choppas that we bang (Bang)
Fuck nigga want that war, we gon’ pull up save the day (Save the day)
Fuck nigga want that war, we gon’ pull up spray your brain (Spray your brain)
I ain’t worried ’bout your main, I ain’t worried ’bout your bae (Bae)
Smokin’ on this dope, I’m just high off Mary Jane (Jane)
Smokin’ on this dope, yeah, I feel like Johnny Blaze (Johnny Blaze)
Everyday a movie to me, uh, Johnny Cage (Cage)
Got this ice around my neck like Johnny Dang

Richard Mille plain (Ooh), Richard Mille plain (Woah)
Woo, Richard Mille plain (Woah)
Richard Mille plain (Woah), Richard Mille plain (Woah)
Yeah, said my Richard Mille plain (Yeah)

Pussy ass nigga really hatin’
Why that nigga mad? Guess because he got no bacon, uh
He was actin’ savage, man, that nigga hella fakin’, uh
Yeah, they really mad in the hood, I’m dominatin’
Turned into the dominatrix
Shoot this chopper both ways, nigga, then I hit the matrix (Bah)
That nigga chasin’ his bitch like the movie fuckin’ Taken
Huh, my niggas rap Freddy Krueger but this mask got me like Jason
And my Richard Mille plain (Plain), see the look on all they faces

Richard Mille plain (Ooh), Richard Mille plain (Woah)
Woo, Richard Mille plain (Woah)