Trippie Redd & XXXTENTACION
Uh Oh, Thots!
[Chorus: Trippie Redd & XXXTENTACION]
Ayy
Ah, ooh (Yuh)
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, "Ah, ooh," ayy (Ayy, ayy)
Hold up, baby, ah, ooh (Huh?)
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, "Ah, ooh," ayy
Hold up, baby, ah, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, "Ah, ooh," ayy
Hold up, baby, ah, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, "Ah, ooh," ayy
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ooh, yuh)

[Refrain: Trippie Redd, XXXTENTACION & Both]
1400 Gang, bitch, I keep me some shooters
My chain shine hard like your momma medulla
I'm stoned up in the club, bitch, I feel like Medusa (Yuh)
You talk down, yeah, pussy boy, I'ma shoot you
I'm a gorilla, ayy (Yuh)
Yeah, big bank, I'm about my skrilla, ayy (Huh?)
Yeah, I'm gettin' all this money, big drug-dealer, ayy
Trippie Redd, bitch, know I'm with the fitted, ayy
Oh yeah, bitch, I'm really in the villainy
Huh, yeah, all the money
Throwin' all the money
Throwin' all the hundreds, yeah
Throwin' all the money
Throwin' all the hundreds, yeah, ayy
[Chorus: Trippie Redd & XXXTENTACION]
Hold up, baby, ah, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, "Ah, ooh," ayy
Hold up, baby, ah, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, "Ah, ooh," ayy
Hold up, baby, ah, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, "Ah, ooh," ayy
Hold up, baby, ah, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, "Ah, ooh," ayy
(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)

[Verse: XXXTENTACION]
Criss-cross applesauce
Ride up on my croggy, uh
Eat the plate, no Rick Ross
I got some ape, no Harambe, uh
Nobody sayin', that she said
She wanna tug my denim, mm
If you think that X is broke
Then look at my motherfuckin' banknote
Okay, like, are you okay, Annie?
In a Phantom like I'm Danny, huh
I'm tryna fuck your granny
Tryna get Dagger Dick in her whole panties, huh
Said she really wanna touch eem body
But I just want brain like a nerd, rocka
Shout-out to 333rd
I'm flippin' the bird, the bird is the word, huh
[Refrain: Trippie Redd]
1400 Gang, bitch, I keep me some shooters
My chain shine hard like your momma medulla
I'm stoned up in the club, bitch, I feel like Medusa
You talk down, yeah, pussy boy, I'ma shoot you
I'm a gorilla, ayy
Yeah, big bank, I'm about my skrilla, ayy
Yeah, I'm gettin' all this money, big drug-dealer, ayy
Trippie Redd, bitch, know I'm with the fitted, ayy
Oh yeah, bitch, I'm really in the villainy
Huh, yeah, all the money
Throwin' all the money
Throwin' all the hundreds, yeah
Throwin' all the money
Throwin' all the hundreds, yeah, ayy

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Hold up, baby, ah, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, "Ah, ooh," ayy
Hold up, baby, ah, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, "Ah, ooh," ayy
Hold up, baby, ah, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, "Ah, ooh," ayy
Hold up, baby, ah, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, "Ah, ooh," ayy
[Outro: Trippie Redd]
Throwin' all the hundreds
Throwin' all the money