NUN - Trippie Redd/DaBaby

Lyrics by：Igor Mamet/Michael Lamar White II/Jonathan Kirk/Sil Van Bebber/Hunter Roberts/Peter Jideonwo

Composed by：Igor Mamet/Michael Lamar White II/Jonathan Kirk/Sil Van Bebber/Hunter Roberts/Peter Jideonwo

Sil on the beat too

Uh-uh uh-uh

Yeah

Uh-uh uh-uh

Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'

Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'

Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'

Can't tell me **** can't tell me nothin'

Can't tell me **** can't tell me nothin'

Yeah

Can't tell me ****

Oh oh oh oh

I done asked you "What's your name"

I done asked you "What's your game"

Yeah *****

Pull up in a whip that cost half a M

Yeah yeah yeah

Haven't known what's the name

I think it's a Celine ah yeah she wanna be part of my gang

She wanna get with the team

Prolly wanna take pictures with me

Prolly wanna take pictures with Trip'

Uh yeah

She run out screamin' now she 1400

I can show you how to go get some ************* money

But first n***a you gotta want it

N***a I ain't trippin' on **** I ain't sad I'm just bluntin'

I'm prolly thinkin' 'bout havin' some money

With me a bad lil' ***** long hair fat a*s and I love it

She prolly thinkin' 'bout having a hubby

Yeah yeah yeah

I'm prolly thinkin' 'bout having a new ***** letting her hair blow

Go

Tell her "Put that in a hairbow"

Go go go

Still selling ************* elbows

Yeah yeah yeah

Put that on the L-O yeah these n***as know how I'm rockin'

Yeah bow bow bow

These n***as know how I get

Yeah

I pull down my shirt whenever I hop out my whip

Woo woo woo

I had to cover my glick

Yeah

I'm tryna bake me a n***a bake him like a fish

Bow bow

Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'

Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'

Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'

Can't tell me **** can't tell me nothin'

Can't tell me **** can't tell me nothin'

Yeah

Can't tell me ****

Yeah goin' hard

Go go go

Every day goin' hard yeah

I got racks for days

Go

Goin' hard

Grew up in them trenches

Go

You couldn't tell me nothin'

Yeah grew up up on that block boy I'm mama's son

Bah

Pullin' up fleet of trucks like Obama's son

Bah yeah

I've been selling out arenas like I'm Donda's son

Gang

Told 'em "Make a wish" like I'm Cosmo and Wanda's son

Ha

My future bright my heart dark like it ain't got the Sun

Ha

I heard you're racin' to the top boy you better run

N***as know that I'm the **** boy you better plunge

They like "Trip where you get that drip" Boy it's one of one

**** *****

I heard them p***y n***as thought that I was one and done

**** ****

I'm from 800 where them choppers spray we run and gun

Bah

I thought a p***y a*s ***** n***a said somethin'

Brah brah brah

Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'

Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'

Can't tell me nothin' can't tell me nothin'

Can't tell me **** can't tell me nothin'

Can't tell me **** can't tell me nothin'

Yeah

Can't tell me ****