Trippie Redd – Sleepy Hollow 

Trippie Redd Lyrics

Ahahaha, yeah
Mr. Redd
Woah, woah
Big 14, know what the fuck goin’ on (Shh)
Gang shit, nigga (Ha)
Thank you (Ha), yeah (Phew)

Feel like Ichigo, nigga, I’m a hollow (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, you can get some hollows (Yeah, ha)
Leave a nigga headless, Sleepy Hollow (Bah, phew)
Pull up in a Dark Knight Murciélago (Skrrt)
And I’m duckin’, dodging 12 and the potholes (Fuck 12, yeah)

I was raised by the motherfuckin’ Glock, woah
Chopper hit him, make a nigga Diddy Bop, woah
Chopper hit him, make a nigga Milly Rock, woah (Woo, woo)

(Ha) Send a couple shells (Shells, bah)
Send a pussy nigga straight to hell (Yeah)
I got racks (Racks), clientele (Yeah)
Brodie called, he won’t be makin’ bail (Bail)
Damn, sad news (Sad news)

Getting tired of the bad news (Bad news)
Tragedy (Oh, I know you ain’t finna do it to ’em)
(On son, you finna do it?)
Should I do it to ’em? Bitch, I had to (Yeah)

Feel like Ichigo, nigga, I’m a hollow (Yeah)
Talk down on the gang, you can get some hollows (Yeah, ha)
Leave a nigga headless, Sleepy Hollow (Bah, phew)
Pull up in a Dark Knight Murciélago (Skrrt)
And I’m duckin’, dodging 12 and the potholes (Fuck 12, yeah)

I was raised by the motherfuckin’ Glock, woah
Chopper hit him, make a nigga Diddy Bop, woah
Chopper hit him, make a nigga Milly Rock, woah (Woo, woo)