Goodfellas Lyrics – Trippie Redd ft. Nardo Wick

[Chorus: Nardo Wick]
F**k 'em up, yeah, f**k 'em up
F**k 'em up, yeah, f**k 'em up
F**k 'em up, yeah, f**k 'em up
Go get 'em, f**k 'em up
Yeah

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Hustling now, GoodFellas (Skrrt)
Keep the Gucci umbrella (Skrrt)
Got money, Rockefeller (Yeah)
I'm the bank, might f**k a teller (Woah)
I could murder any beat
Or I could kill it, acapella (Acapella)
I think that it's two of me
A Gemini, Mason Mandela (Effect, Mandela)
Addicted to these blue nerds and
Icing out my neck (My neck)
My brodie keep a quick drum
And I ain't talkin sketch (Skеtch)
Mister Redd, I got white diamonds and
My whitе gold Patek, yeah (Patek)
See through smoking mirrors and
Computers like a tech (Tech)
B!tch, I'm from the trenches, from the hood
I keep a TEC (TEC, keep a TEC)
Cartier my lens
Chanel pearls on my neck (On my neck)
I might spin the crib (Oh, spin the crib)
Screech the tires down on the set (Baow, baow, baow)
And I might spin again (Baow, baow, baow)
And again, again, again (Baow, baow, baow)
This 1942 lil' baby
This not no damn Henn' (Henn', Henn')
I'm the one, not the two, lil' baby
She said, "Say that again" (Uh)
.44 bulldog, hit a b!tch n!gga in his head (Fah)
Who said I'm cool with y'all?
I ain't never wanna be friends (Nah)
I ain't got time for a b!tch worth saying (Saying)
I'm the dark knight, pull up like Batman (Man)
Reach new heights, I can never ever land (At all)
Kicking sh!t, jujitsu
N!gga, press your issue
Too blessed, b!tch, need a tissue
Big dog, never been a shih tzu
Can't have one, gotta get two (Haha)
He from the sh!t, I'm a big poo (Ah)
I'ma reach heights you can't get to (Hold up)
She got big as* and tits too
I pray to God but I send two (Send two)
I was off a bean, no sensu
I was eating ramen like Deku (Yeah)
I'm the chosen one like Goku (Yeah)
She was watching me like Roku (Yeah)
B!tch, I'm the one, I'ma show you (Yeah)
Don't talk to me if I don't know you
I don't f**k with you, I ain't gone hold you (Hold)
If he step to me, I'ma hold you (Hold)
I'll never let anybody "Lil' bro" you (Bro me)
I'm the king, b!tch, and it's so true (So true)
And I'm tryna give a ho a sunbath
They want smoke and I love that (Love that)
She want rub down where my gun at (Gun at)
If it's here then it's where it's thund' at (Baow)

[Chorus: Nardo Wick]
F**k 'em up, yeah, f**k 'em up
F**k 'em up, yeah, f**k 'em up
(I'm wicked, I'm wicked)
F**k 'em up, yeah, f**k 'em up
(I'm wicked, I'm—)
Go get 'em, f**k 'em up

[Verse 2: Nardo Wick]
I'm not on what these n!ggas on
I'm on a different type of time
I love it when she give me brain
(Loesoe going crazy)
She got a different type of mind
This strap sound like dynamite
This a different type of iron
I pull up swinging two sticks like
I'm a different type of blind
Don't got a beep, you hear me coming
Supercharge loud as hell
I get a different type of money
You can look at me and tell
ARP and Glock .19, that's my favorite personnel
Put a shell to his back, do that boy like Raphael
She say I'm a bad boy, I'm really a good fella
He shouldn't have never did that
Don't feel sorry for that fella
He play with us, he gonna di
I'm something like a fortune teller
Catch him on the wrong side
Step on him like a bike pedal

[Chorus: Nardo Wick]
F**k 'em up, yeah, f**k 'em up
F**k 'em up, yeah, f**k 'em up
F**k 'em up, yeah, f**k 'em up
Go get 'em, f**k 'em up