Internet Money

"Blastoff"

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Internet Money, b*t*h
Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
f**k with the gang and it be a tragedy
f**k with my shooters, they in the back with me

[Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
f**k with me baby, come get this bag with me
Been alone for a minute, that sh*t been dragging me
Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me
Tryna get in that pu**y, baby, that mac and cheese

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
I cannot show these b*t*hes no sympathy
Or these n***as, they simps and they hella b*t*h to me

I was just fortunate, got the remedy
f**k that b*t*h and then dip, I got them chips to receive, yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd & Juice WRLD]
Baby, come and have a blast with me
Do everything I say like your majesty
f**k with the gang and it be a tragedy
f**k with my shooters, they in the back with me (Uh)
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