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‘Big 14’ Lyrics by Trippie Redd & Offset Ft Moneybagg Yo

Trippie Redd, Offset, and Moneybagg Yo Lyrics

Read the official lyrics to ‘Big 14’ by Trippie Redd and Offset, featuring Moneybagg Yo. Big 14 was produced by Honorable C.N.O.T.E.

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Big 14 Lyrics by Trippie Redd & Offset Ft Moneybagg Yo
Big 14 Cover Art

Trippie Redd, Offset, Moneybagg Yo – Big 14 Lyrics

Intro: Trippie Redd & Offset
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E)
Huh
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah
Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Ayy, hey)

Chorus: Trippie Redd & Offset
Don’t come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil’ bitch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah (Woo)
On the yacht, let’s have a toast ’cause I’m the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy, thirty)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah, hey)
With them slimes, you know them niggas wipe your nose (Slime), yeah (Slime)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like, oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)

Verse 1: Offset
Stacking and flipping that money, not selling my soul (Stacking that)
Walk in that room, told that bitch not to slip on my drip ’cause it’s all on the floor (Don’t slip)
Trap all this shit in the Nawf, in the ‘bando, they knock at the door like Jehovah (Knock, knock)
I keep a hundred round drum in the back of my trunk and it bite like a Cobra (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Feeling like Tony Montana, the world is mine, we running the globe (Mine)
Get the fuck up, I don’t know (Go)
Thirty-round Glock for the internet trolls (Bah)
Fuck on a thot, I’ma pay for the bros (Yes, sir)
Count up a M in one night in my Rolls (Count up)
Put this shit on me or put me in Vogue
Straight out the Nawf, Big 34 (Nawf)
Think that we soft and we shoot out your soul (Hey, soul)

Chorus: Trippie Redd
Don’t come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil’ bitch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah
On the yacht, let’s have a toast ’cause I’m the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes, you know them niggas wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)

Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo
(Go)
Big speaker, richer than all my teachers, that’s the same young nigga, used to skip school (True)
Just read up, fifteen Ms touch down in my account, I’m in a new mood (Go)
Let’s speed up, Adderall, thirty, that’s a lil’ orange circle, look it up on YouTube (Meds)
Grim Reaper, I can get a nigga out of here, I just look like this, I just play cool (Fool)
Shit water, diamonds on H2O (Sparkle)
Box full of money like blow (Bow)
Cop a pint, pour a fo’, coughing, cups and drinks, corner store (Kitten)
You spot my opp, drop the lo’ (Quick), gotta bake me a cake for this dough (Earn it)
Fifty-five deep in my show (Currently), blew her back in day before

Chorus: Trippie Redd
Don’t come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil’ bitch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah
On the yacht, let’s have a toast ’cause I’m the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes, you know them niggas wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh(Oh), yeah (Yeah)

Verse 3: Trippie Redd
Kill a nigga, drill a nigga, spill a nigga
Caps’ll get peeled, lil’ nigga, I was in the field, lil’ nigga (Yeah, yeah)
AK with that scope, with that beam, where it’s real, lil’ nigga
We want all the smoke, all the war, we don’t fear you niggas (War, kill, woo)
We gon’ drill him down (Down), with a hundred rounds (Hundred rounds)
She just like my fucking sound (All my fucking sound), she just like to fuck around (Yeah, yeah)
She don’t wanna date (Uh), I just wanna fuck a while
Yeah, I wanna fuck her from the back and go to fucking town, yeah

Chorus: Trippie Redd
Don’t come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, lil’ bitch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah
Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah
On the yacht, let’s have a toast ’cause I’m the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah)
I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy)
And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah)
With them slimes, you know them niggas wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah)
Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)

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