HIDEOUT

[Intro]
(Loesoe goin crazy)
(Sil on the beat too)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, expansions in the mansion, thats my hideout
* *** the bitch, she kiss and tell, I gave her timeout
Out here gettin paper, bitch, Im on the grind now
Hella F&Ns and drums when we slide out
Foenem brazy, just got home , they wanna ride out
Make you meet your maker, **** your soul, we take it

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Woke up in the mornin, bitches makin eggs and bacon
Makin multi-millions while you niggas makin statements
Makin love to your bitch and makin what you cant make
Niggas love talkin shit until they cannot talk no more
I got love in the city, but I cannot love a ho
Out the country and shit with a bad lil model ho
Rockin red like Im Santa, red and black carbon, red bandana
Infrared beam in a red Rari, took the red eye from a red carbon
**** a red bone with a red heart, took the red pill now Im heartless
Mr. Redd dont give a ****, he know that nigga came from darkness
Mr. Redd dont give a ****, that boyll turn you to a carcass
Is you actin tough with me? Lil bitch, is you retarded?
Pussies reachin for the top the most will hit the ground the hardest
She wanna suck my sword because she said that Im the sharpest
Im the dark knight, bitch, in some bright ice, bitch
This a gang, not a clique, fully auto with that switch

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, expansions in the mansion, thats my hideout
**** the bitch, she kiss and tell, I gave her timeout
Out here gettin paper, bitch, Im on the grind now
Hella F&Ns and drums when we slide out
Foenem brazy, just got home, they wanna ride out
Make you meet your maker, **** your soul, we take it

[Verse 2: Fijimacintosh]
Catch an opp and turn to bacon, assalamualaikum
This a game of lemonade, she tell me, 'What side you gon pick?'
Jigsaw a nigga, catch a pig, cut him limb from limb
I just smoked a blunt of Runtz and landed on a ****in blimp (Yeah)
Only blue hundreds in my left pocket, nigga, I aint bangin Crip
My young nigga ready to catch a stain and hell do it anywhere
That lil petty shit you makin, well throw it in the air
I bought my bitch new Chane-ne, shell **** me anywhere (Shit, goddamn)
My bitch boujee, look at my fingernails before I put em in her
Why the **** this nigga mad at me? His bitch under my picture
I could really post the shit, it make you mad and make you bicker
I got a bag and its way bigger
Im on they ass, I know they can feel it
Balenci boots and Rick the denim
Lord, forgive me, I know Im a sinner
Fashion killer , codeine sipper
Bitches beggin to take down my zipper
Pussy good, I might just tip her, yeah
I dont smoke no Swisher Sweet, bitch, Im rollin RAW Organic
Walk around the mansion with my chopper, I wont never panic (Ayy)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd &Fijimacintosh]
Yeah, expansions in the mansion, thats my hideout (Ayy)
**** the bitch, she kiss and tell, I gave her timeout
Out here gettin paper, bitch, Im on the grind now (Oh, okay)
Hella F&Ns and drums when we slide out
Foenem brazy, just got home, they wanna ride out
Make you meet your maker, **** your soul, we take it