MERCH IT Lyrics – Trippie Redd

Read the complete MERCH IT Lyrics by Trippie Redd from the album NDA along with song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro]
(I got beats from Rose)

[Chorus]
Things change, people change, but not me
Fu*k the top tier, her pu*sy elite
I’m like what’s popping, n!ggas don’t want no smoke with me
You know we pop s*it, put your b!tch ass on a tee
We call it merch
Fu*k this fine hoe and hit’ her with the farewell
I don’t kiss and tell, but I hit all these hoes
All these hoes, going, all these hoes trifling

Huh, all these hoes going, I want one-nighters

[Verse]
In the studio screaming “Niggеr” with my homie Spidеr
Know we jump out smoke, I feel like Tiggеr
Eyes of a tiger
Don’t even gas me up, n!gga, ’cause I’m Hank Hill
We got propane for these n!ggas still, ha
I run up a mill, huh
They gon’ run up a reel, ha
In the foreign with bills, huh
Lil shorty bad as hell, if looks could kill
I can do this s*it all by my lone, don’t need a deal
Know I am a king on the throne, n!gga kneel
B!tch, kneel
Break the glass I’m Shaquille O’Neal (Shaq)
Shorty drip god, all she do is spill
All I do is pour drank, all I do is spill
Roger Rabbit on these hoes, you a damn snail
You a turtle in the race, all you do is fail
Grew up around trap gods, n!gga, they was whipping bales
Man, we all black guys, n!gga, get over yourself
Bali with a hoe, trips overseas
Telly up my goals, it change like the breeze
Steady blowing dope, I’m in the car, I can’t even breathe

Mama raised a goddamn star, I’m a different breed

[Chorus]
Things change, people change, but not me
Fu*k the top tier, her pu*sy elite
I’m like what’s popping, n!ggas don’t want no smoke with me
You know we pop s*it, put your b!tch ass on a tee
We call it merch
Fu*k this fine hoe and hit’ her with the farewell
I don’t kiss and tell, but I hit all these hoes
All these hoes going, all these hoes trifling
Huh, all these hoes going, I want one-nighters