Correction Lyrics No Honorable Mention by Trippie Redd

Featuring(s) : Lil Mosey & Quavo

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Lyrics

[Trippie Redd]
Ha-ha, yeah (Ha)
Rest in peace, rest in peace
Rest in peace, rest in peace, yeah (Bitch)
RIP, RIP, RIP, RIP, hey (I hope you niggas die)
DJ on the beat so it's a banger
(You dead now, you dead now, yeah)
If you hate me, I hate you, nigga, fuck it (Oh, yeah)
And your mama, ho (I don't give a fuck)
Big-14 know what the fuck goin' on (Yeah)

I'm up, up to the ceiling (Woo)
You talkin' that shit, then we go do some killin' (Killin')
I hang with the murders and robbers and villains (Yeah, yeah)
You know all the vibes, I'm with all the business (Yeah)
Your bitch in my ride, don't get in your feelings (Feelings, skrrt)
She know I'm that nigga, no honorable mention (Yeah)
She givin' me all her attention (Attention)
I'm ridin' around with your misses (Your misses)
Fuck with me, end up missing (Woo), murder rate goin' up
A hundred K goin' up, five hundred K goin' up
Fuck with me, end up missing (Goin' up), murder rate goin' up
A hundred K goin' up, five hundred K goin' up (Goin' up)

[Trippie Redd]
I woke up, like, who wanna die today? (Who wanna die?)
Who wanna ride today? (I woke up)
Who wanna try to survive the day? (Survive)
Try to survive the wave
I'm feeling' fly today (Ha)
Might pick up some hoes and swerve in the ride today (Ride)
The stars inside the Wraith ('Side)
No matter the night, no matter the day
My diamonds, they ice and don't need a tray (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shawty will wanna marry me (Marry me), come in hurricane (Hurricane)
I don't want Novocaine (Novocaine)
Hit it twice don't know her name
Pour a pint and feel my pain
Spill my pints, I feel insane (Feel insane)
Who said it's hard to maintain? (Maintain)
Pop a bottle of some champagne (Pop some champagne)
Fucked a supermodel broad, gave me crazy brain (Gave me crazy brain)
I'm with her flying in a dream
And whenever I'm down, I look around in reverse
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)

[Quavo]
Huncho
I keep the stick by the door of this kitchen
Murder rate up to the top of the ceiling
I got that love for the racks when they skinny
Mind your bidness (Your bidness)
You probably don't know when I'm totin' is kickin' (Kickin')
Young nigga ready to slide, with fire in his eyes, young nigga be trippin' (Ha)
Young nigga start to go harder (Go)
Two-seater, passenger carbon (Two-seat)
Ten on your head that's a bargain (Ten)
I see my enemy starvin' (Enemy)
We goin' up on the margin (Up)
Outta here, Mars with the martian (Gone)
I turn my back, I'm a target (My back)
You niggas look fishy with shark (Fishy)
I'm an incredible artist (Woo)
I pray that nobody don't test me (Test me)
It's gon' be a homicide, just let 'em bleed (Bleed, bleed)
You stick to the code, no you can't speak (Speak, speak)
If you want the smoke, smoke like grab a leaf (DJ on the beat so it's a banger)

I'm up, up to the ceiling (Woo)
You talkin' that shit, then we go do some killin' (Killin')
I hang with the murders and robbers and villains (Yeah, yeah)
You know all the vibes, I'm with all the business (Yeah)
Your bitch in my ride, don't get in your feelings (Feelings, skrrt)
She know I'm that nigga, no honorable mention (Yeah)
She givin' me all her attention (Attention)
I'm ridin' around with your misses (Your misses)
Fuck with me, end up missing (Woo), murder rate goin' up
A hundred K goin' up, five hundred K goin' up
Fuck with me, end up missin' (Goin' up), murder rate goin' up (Yeah, ah)
A hundred K goin' up, five hundred K goin' up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it go up)

[Lil Mosey]
Hundred K in my pockets, hmm (Cash)
Glizzy stuck in my joggers, yeah
Shot with killers and robbers
So, who think they can stop us? (Yeah)
Rock out, I go off, been gone for too long (Too long)
Same block, I closed off (Yeah)
'Til one of my niggas home (Home)
I'm in the foreign, switchin' on lanes
Bad bitch, she givin' me brain
VVS diamonds on my chain
It's my year, so get out my way
Slide like a boulder
No guidance in my city, my heart gettin' colder, it's crazy
Hop in the foreign all by myself (Myself)
'Cause I was down bad
I ain't see one of y'all niggas that was there to help (Not one)
When I touched my first mill, you know how I felt (I felt)
Come to my city, get shot (Blip)
'Cause really my niggas out there don't know nothing else (DJ on the beat so it's a banger)

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