Machine Gun Kelly , Trippie Redd ● time travel

[Intro: Zzz.]
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[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly & Trippie Redd]
Yeah, when I die, leave my chains on
When I'm alive I roll it, light it, smoke it
Get me high, but that's just how I brainstorm
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[Intro: Zzz.]
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[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly & Trippie Redd]
Yeah, when I die, leave my chains on
When I'm alive I roll it, light it, smoke it
Get me high, but that's just how I brainstorm
Ain't this what we made for?
Light a blunt, jump on a cloud
And then I fly away, and I can make it rainstorm
I've been up, this day four, choppin' up cocaine more
Pullin' out in that Wraith car, pistol in the side door (Oh)
What you feel alive for?
This ain't what we cry for, this ain't what we die for
Keep a missile, that's my sidearm

[Pre-Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly & Trippie Redd]
Leave out the crib, in all black, with a mask
Got me feelin' like Christian Bale
I gotta cross out the faces on pictures (Oh-oh)
'Cause everyone dead or end up in jail
Fuckin' his bitch from the back
But I won't say her namе, 'cause I do not kiss and tell (Oh)
Know that I'm Heavеn-sent, but off the medicine
Bitch, I might just give 'em hell

[Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly & Trippie Redd]

We gon' ride for this, they gon' die for this
Back outside with this
Change your mind with this
We gon' ride for this, they gon' die for this
Back outside with this
Change your mind with this
Don't got time for this, out of my mind for this
Too one-sided, bitch, and I see both sides of shit
It's for life with this, it's on sight with this
We got sights for this, got my stripes from this

[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly & Trippie Redd]
When I die, put my gang on, they know where my grave goin'
Bury me back in Cleveland inside of the coffin
Sleepin' with the fangs on
I'm a real demon, keep a chainsaw
Might fuck this bitch with my chains on
Don't ever let the money change y'all
I was high as fuck in the ozone
She was high as fuck off the unknown
She gon' blow like a trombone
We gon' let off the drumroll—, that's a drum solo
Anemic with the shit, a heater with the shit
I'm hittin' like I'm Derek Jeter with the shit
I'm sleepin' with the shit
I'm paranoid keep me a reaper in the shit
They creepin' with the shit
I'm geekin' off the shit, I'm tweakin' off the shit
I chop a line and then I eat it off a bitch
I'm mafioso with the meetings in this bitch
They prayin' I don't got my demons in this bitch
Shawty fuckin' sucked the semen off my dick
I'm a demon child, real heathen in this bitch
They want the smoke, bring the heat like a BIC
Ice on my neck, turn the heat on lil' bitch
I could start up the car with the key to this shit
You ain't wanna be down, why agree to this shit?
Fuck the world, want it all, I'm a greedy, lil' bitch
Big Redd got the sauce baked ziti, lil' bitch




[Chorus: Machine Gun Kelly & Trippie Redd]
We gon' ride for this, they gon' die for this
Back outside with this
Change your mind with this
We gon' ride for this, they gon' die for this
Back outside with this
Change your mind with this
Don't got time for this, out of my mind for this
Too one-sided, bitch, and I see both sides of shit
It's for life with this, it's on sight with this
We got sights for this (Oh-oh-oh-oh), got my stripes from this

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