Med Kit Lyrics – Trippie Redd, K Suave

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Ow, ow

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Ooh, I’m addicted to the medicine
Pouring up some Qua’ like it was heaven-sent
I got Trillionaire Club on my letterman
Shawty, lil’ demon, she was devil-sent
Try me, yeah, the money, man, I bled for this
I’m the realest in the game, meant what I said, lil’ b!tch
I’ma be fighting to the end, I never settle for s*it
I’ma walk down, I’m not damn innocent
And don’t get hawked down, the chopper will switch a kid
And the auntie

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
I hope it haunt me
Big T-Rex, Jumanji
Beat a b!tch ass like Baki
You switched on me, it shocked me
Ooh, they wanna top me, but they b!tch wanna top me
I don’t fu*k with nobody, so fu*k everybody
Getting high, I’m a zombie, my b!tch, Whitney and Bobby
Uh, uh, uh, I’m so—
I’m so faded out my mind
Yeah, I’m so faded out my mind
Yeah, where the fu*k is time?
Yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Ooh, addicted to the medicine
Pouring up some Qua’ like it was heaven-sent
I got Trillionaire Club on my Letterman
Shawty, lil’ demon, she was devil-sent
Try me, yeah, the money, man, I bled for this
I’m the realest in the game, meant what I said, lil’ b!tch
I’ma be fighting to the end, I never settle for s*it

I’ma walk down, I’m not damn innocent
And don’t get hawked down, the chopper will switch a kid
And the auntie

[Verse 2: K Suave]
Yeah (Woo), I’m addicted to the medicine, opioids in my body
Woah, I put stars in the roof of the Cullinan, so the night never foggy (Oh)
Yeah, I got the palm trees swaying all over the ocean, the perfect story (Woo)
Huh, huh, got chrome on the foreign, it whisper to me when I’m driving gnarly (Gnarly)
She just got her body done, we overseas, she popping it like she the one (The one)
Rich n!gga, I’m collecting my funds, yeah
I know life ain’t fair, still playing for fun, yeah
Huh, I’m walking on marble, huh, the whip match the fit for tomorrow
Huh, shawty pu*sy so good, let me brawl (Woo)
We got hoes coming in and out the crib, yeah
On the west coast, we living lavish
My shooter shooting from deep, Luka Magic
Make the Maybach bounce and the hoes get naked (Woo)
Huh, she wanna hang on my tennis chain, I’m a star in the sky that’s dancing, huh
The money don’t make me, I make the money, I’m speaking to her romantic, yeah
Geeked up, got her lost in her feelings, yeah
Built this s*it from the ground, you don’t understand it, yeah
I done did everything right, still somehow the villain, yeah
Huh, that drank be talking to me whenever I’m healing (Healing)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Ooh, I’m addicted to the medicine
Pouring up some Qua’ like it was heaven-sent
I got Trillionaire Club on my Letterman
Shawty, lil’ demon, she was devil-sent
Try me, yeah, the money, man, I bled for this
I’m the realest in the game, meant what I said, lil’ b!tch
I’ma be fighting to the end, I never settle for s*it
I’ma walk down, I’m not damn innocent
And don’t get hawked down, the chopper will switch a kid
And the auntie