Trippie Redd
What’s Happnin’
[Intro]
Gang
Gang
Okay (Yeah, gang, gang, gang)
[Chorus]
N***a, what's happenin' in this bitch? (Bitch)
Foenem brackin' in this bitch (Gang)
Never lackin' in this bitch (Woo)
You know we active in this bitch (Woo, woo)
Got that action in this bitch (Yeah)
I keep a ratchet in this bitch (Ayy)
No attachments in this bitch (Yeah)
Need a napkin in this bitch (Bah, bah)
Foenem dissin' on his dead, I end up blackin' in this bitch
Ain't none biblical about me, need a baptist in this bitch
Ain't no Mr. Cooper's [?] blastin' in this bitch (Bah)
N***as tough until they brain dead, I'm laughin' in this bitch
[Verse]
Time to tell foenem when I'm here, I'm master in this bitch (Master in this bitch)
I don't wanna hear no damn preacher, pastor in this bitch (Uh)
Smokin' on some other world shit, galactic in this bitch
And we eatin' good, n***a, empty platters in this bitch
Shit bag, blow a n***a bladder in this bitch (Blow a n***a, bah)
Think I'm out my damn mind, Jacob's Ladder in this bitch (Brrt, brrt, bah)
I love when they run and hide, leave me flattered in this bitch
N***as quiet when I walk in, it ain't no chatter in this bitch (Brrt)
Feel like Michael [?], them n***as Friday (Haha), now it's Saturday (Yeah)
Smokin' opps, with them racks (Yeah), we 'bout to play some patty cake (Yeah, okay)
With my bitch on a Sunday (Huh), she call that day "Daddy's Day" (Okay)
Suck my dick from the back (Yeah), and go fuckin' mad, okay (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
[Chorus]
N***a, what's happenin' in this bitch? (Bitch)
Foenem brackin' in this bitch (Gang)
Never lackin' in this bitch (Woo)
You know we active in this bitch (Woo, woo)
Got that action in this bitch (Yeah)
I keep a ratchet in this bitch (Ayy)
No attachments in this bitch (Yeah)
Need a napkin in this bitch (Bah, bah)
Foenem dancin' on the dead, I end up blackin' in this bitch
Ain't none biblical about me, need a baptist in this bitch
Ain't no Mr. Cooper's [?] blastin' in this bitch (Bah)
N***as tough until they brain dead, I'm laughin' in this bitch