Lyrics The Face - Trippie Redd

Tryna make the wrong thing (Yes, sir)
Tryna make the wrong thing (Let's)
Tryna make the wrong thing (Get)
Wrong (Murder)
I need a
(Gangsta Grillz)
Damn (God damn)
Damn (Ayy, Trippie)
Damn
(Gangsta)
This what they was waitin' on
DJ Drama
Get 'em

Bitch wanna sit up in my face
Ho, I need a taste
Ho, I need the face (Yee)
Rolls Royce pullin' through the gate (Big body)
This shit ain't no crib, this shit more like an estate (Big house)
They made a mistake lettin' niggas in the place (Big mistake)
She act out of line, watch how fast she get replaced
This bitch out her mind, think I'm really finna chase
She back with her nigga, he must went
And bought a cape (Save that soul)

This shit ain't no game, niggas think I came to play
Bitch gon' get entitled when she see food on the plate
When they say, "What's up?", the
Feelings hide behind the face (The face)
Niggas say it's up and get to duckin' every day (Baow)
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, get to duckin' every way (Brr)
They wanna calm me down, I'ma up it every way (Up it every way)
Ain't nothin' fair in play, I ain't have
It fair in day (I ain't have it fair)
Y'all ain't got no taste and it's hard to imitate (Ha-ha)
(Gangsta)
Damn (Damn)
Damn
Damn (God damn)
(Suplex it up)
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, keep goin')

Bitch wanna sit up in my face
Ho, I need a taste
Ho, I need the face (Yee)
Rolls Royce pullin' through the gate (Big body)
This shit ain't no crib, this shit more like an estate (Big house)
They made a mistake lettin' niggas in the place (Big mistake)
She act out of line, watch how fast she get replaced
This bitch out her mind, think I'm really finna chase
She back with her nigga, he must went
And bought a cape (Save that soul)

Ayy, Trippie
Have somebody collect the MDAs
'Cause I feel the MDMA kickin' in
'Bout to be one of them nights
Why can't I feel my face?
It felt like somethin' was missin'
Oh, that was my voice
My DNA still runs through the game
Trippie 'bout damn time
(Gangsta Grillz)
(Mister Thanksgiving)