Space Time Lyrics – Trippie Redd

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, travel through space time

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
I travel through space time
Know I'm busy, I'll make time
Heard I'm on top through the grapevine
I've been running the block like a Canine
Got the Glock in your mom, having FaceTime
Gotta praise Allah out in Dubai
You a b!tch, wish your mom got her tubes tied
Giuseppe stepping in the moonlight
Sipping on lean, no Moonshine
Tried to kill the opps, but they won't die
Don't play with my shooter, he too fried
Went and spinned his block like two times
Don't see nobody, I'm hungry
I went to McDonald's and ordered like two fries
Came a long way from black mold
And using the stoves to make chicken pot pies
Wanna play with my name, then we drop dimes
Went and took the opps' street sign

[Bridge: Trippie Redd]
N!ggas be mad we top five
N!ggas be mad we top five
N!ggas be mad we top five
N!ggas be mad (We top five)
N!ggas be mad we top five
N!ggas be mad
N!ggas be mad we top five (Yeah)
N!ggas be mad (We top five)

[Verse 2: Trippie Redd]
N!ggas be mad
Go get some racks (Go get some cash)
Go get some cash
Run up your bag, why you looking sad?
On your ass, boy, get off yo' ass
B!tch, we 'bout to spazz
Roll like thirty mags (Yeah, bah)
Woo, uh, hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey
Huh, b!tch, I feel like Bloody Bermit
I don't wanna talk
Know we swagging and surfing
I don't wanna walk
W-W-Went and bought my b!tch a Birkin
I don't know the cost
I’m a Rick Margiela serpent
I can't do Lacoste
They don't like it when the tables turning
They get sick and lost
All this water on my body perfect
I'm just full of Voss