Matt Hardy 999
Trippie Redd Juice Wrld Lyrics
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Ayy
You know what I'm sayin'? Big 14
(Star Boy, you're my hero)
I just got a million bands today
'Bout to go and spend a bag, blow them bands today, yeah
'Bout to spend a hundred grand today
Huh, grah, shootin' out the Hummer today
I'm in a bad mood, so I feel like dumping today, yeah
One bad move, I'ma dump at his face
Keep the toolie by my side, feel like Ratchet & Clank, yeah
Shoot out the Wraith, stick up
I need everything in your safe, nigga
Huh, I'm with them grave diggers, we gon' dig your grave, nigga
Pop molly at the rave, nigga, chains on me, no slave, nigga
We've been in the cave, nigga, we done fucking made niggas
Take your chain, nigga, what the fuck you claim, nigga?
1400, 800, bitch, I'm talkin' gang, nigga
We not the same, nigga, Big 14, Great Dane, nigga
Fuck what you claim, nigga
Feel like the KKK, we kill you then we hang niggas
Do that the same day
Pull up in the all gray
Black Mustang
In the streets, I was hustlin'
Run up on me, gun bussin'
Uh, that's your best friend? That's my main thing
Uh, she give me tit-Titi Boi, 2 Chainz
Uh, get to the nitty gritty, boy, new stains
Uh, pouring Prince up in my cup, no Purple Rain
I'm throwing bands, I'm throwing hands and I ain't throwing shade
Jumping out the Batcave
Just like Bruce Wayne
Kicking shit like Liu Kang
My plug Palupe
Big racks on us do thangs
Big blues, no clues, yay
Your bitch like to choose, ayy
But that's your boo, ain't it?
Take a flick, uh
Licky on my dick, uh
On my blick, uh
While I take a shit, uh
And a piss, uh
Sing to that bitch like KISS, uh
Oh, that's your bitch, huh?
R Kelly, I may just piss on her (skrrt)
I'm in a 'Rari
You make me mad-mad, I may shoot up your party
That lil' bitch she bad, but she fake, she a Barbie
But she still know to ride me like a fucking Harley
Ask me if I love her, I respond to her, "Hardly"
Jumping off the top rope in that bitch like Matt Hardy
Why the fuck your pussy ass in here, this a gangster party
What? What? What? Like I'm Playboi Carti
Got my robe on in this bitch, it's a Playboy party
That bitch hella plastic, that bitch just like a Barbie
Playing games with all these hoes, bitch, just like Atari
Kicked up with my feet up, sippin' Hennessey at a safari
With a bunch of white bitches and they all like, "Trippie Redd, you gnarly"
Viral iCarly
She on the webcam like Carly
That's your girl, I'm sorry
She was off the molly
Uh, I'm in the trap, I'm whipping, I got your aunty on my dope
She told me she ain't have enough money for them rocks
My dick up in her throat
I'm going hard, LOL to the bank, no joke
You run up on me, you leaping froggy, you get croaked
Uh, huh, you know?
The song "Matt Hardy" by Trippie Redd and Juice WRLD features a passionate delivery of verses filled with violent imagery, sexual innuendo, and bravado. The lyrics depict the rappers in a state of celebration, as they have acquired a large sum of money and plan to blow it all in one day. The chorus repeatedly mentions Matt Hardy, a retired professional wrestler known for his high-flying moves and acrobatic stunts. The rappers seem to be drawing a parallel between their careers as performers and Hardy's career as a wrestler, as they boast about their own abilities and feats of strength. Throughout the song, Trippie Redd and Juice WRLD describe themselves as being part of a gang and threaten violence against anyone who crosses them. They make references to drugs, sex, and money, creating a portrait of a lifestyle that is both alluring and dangerous.
The lyrics of "Matt Hardy" contain a number of references and allusions that give insight into the mindset of the rappers and the culture they are a part of. For one, the repeated use of the phrase "Big 14" is a nod to Trippie Redd's record label, 1400 Entertainment. Similarly, the reference to "Star Boy" in the opening line is a nod to Juice WRLD's nickname, which he has used in previous songs. The use of the term "blue face hundreds" is a reference to the blue ink used in the printing of $100 bills. The line "chains on me, no slave, nigga" can be interpreted as a statement of pride in the rappers' wealth and independence. Meanwhile, the verse that describes attacking someone with a gun suggests a nihilistic tendency to resort to violence in situations of conflict.
In summary, "Matt Hardy" is a track that blurs the lines between fantasy and reality, celebrating the riches and power of gang culture while also reveling in the more taboo aspects of the lifestyle. The lyrics demonstrate Trippie Redd and Juice WRLD's abilities as wordsmiths, creating evocative images and themes that are both shocking and captivating to the listener.
Line by Line Meaning
(Outtatown, but we never out of money)
Despite being away from home, we're always wealthy.
I just got a million bands today
I received a large sum of money.
'Bout to go and spend a bag, blow them bands today, yeah
I'm going to spend a lot of money today.
'Bout to spend a hundred grand today
I'm planning to spend one hundred thousand dollars today.
Lot of blue face hundreds, it's a blue band parade, yeah
I have several hundred dollar bills, making it look like a parade of blue bands.
Shootin' out the Hummer today
I'm shooting from my Hummer today.
I'm in a bad mood, so I feel like dumping today, yeah
I'm angry so I want to shoot today.
One bad move, I'ma dump at his face
If someone does something to upset me I'm going to shoot them in the face.
Keep the toolie by my side, feel like Ratchet & Clank, yeah
I keep my gun next to me, like Ratchet and Clank.
Shoot out the Wraith, stick up
I'm going to shoot the Rolls Royce and rob the people inside.
I need everything in your safe, nigga
Give me everything you have in your safe.
I'm with them grave diggers, we gon' dig your grave, nigga
I'm with people who will help me kill you and bury you.
Pop molly at the rave, nigga, chains on me, no slave, nigga
I take ecstasy at parties, I wear chains but I'm not a slave.
We've been in the cave, nigga, we done fucking made niggas
We've been in our underground hideout, and we have become successful people.
Take your chain, nigga, what the fuck you claim, nigga?
I'm taking your chain, what are you going to do about it?
1400, 800, bitch, I'm talkin' gang, nigga
My gang is named 1400, 800.
We not the same, nigga, Big 14, Great Dane, nigga
We are different, we are from the Big 14 gang and we are strong like the Great Dane breed.
Feel like the KKK, we kill you then we hang niggas
We will kill you then hang you, like the Ku Klux Klan.
Do that the same day
I'll kill you and hang you on the same day.
Uh, that's your best friend? That's my main thing
Your best friend is now my girlfriend.
Uh, she give me tit-Titi Boi, 2 Chainz
She gives me oral sex, like the rapper 2 Chainz's nickname 'Titi Boi.'
Uh, get to the nitty gritty, boy, new stains
Let's get down to business, I have new, fresh stains.
Uh, pouring Prince up in my cup, no Purple Rain
I'm drinking codeine like rapper Lil Wayne, but not the Purple Rain flavor.
I'm throwing bands, I'm throwing hands and I ain't throwing shade
I'm throwing money and punches, not making fun of anyone.
Jumping out the Batcave
Leaving my underground hideout quickly.
Just like Bruce Wayne
Like the Batman character Bruce Wayne.
Kicking shit like Liu Kang
Kicking with force like Mortal Kombat character Liu Kang.
Big racks on us do thangs
We have a lot of money and can do anything we want.
Big blues, no clues, yay
We have a lot of blue hundred dollar bills and don't need any help.
Take a flick, uh
Let's take a photo together.
Licky on my dick, uh
I receive oral sex from her.
On my blick, uh
I have my gun with me.
While I take a shit, uh
While I go to the bathroom.
And a piss, uh
And urinate.
Sing to that bitch like KISS, uh
I'm singing to her like the band KISS.
Oh, that's your bitch, huh?
She's your girlfriend, right?
R Kelly, I may just piss on her (skrrt)
Like R&B singer R Kelly, I might urinate on her.
I'm in a 'Rari
I'm driving a Ferrari.
You make me mad-mad, I may shoot up your party
If you make me angry, I might shoot up your event.
That lil' bitch she bad, but she fake, she a Barbie
That girl looks good but she is fake, like a Barbie doll.
But she still know to ride me like a fucking Harley
But she knows how to ride me like a Harley motorcycle.
Ask me if I love her, I respond to her, "Hardly"
If she asks if I love her, I will say no.
Jumping off the top rope in that bitch like Matt Hardy
Jumping from high places like professional wrestler Matt Hardy.
Why the fuck your pussy ass in here, this a gangster party
Why are you here, this is a party for gangsters.
What? What? What? Like I'm Playboi Carti
What are you saying? Like rapper Playboi Carti.
Got my robe on in this bitch, it's a Playboy party
I'm wearing a robe, like a party at the Playboy mansion.
That bitch hella plastic, that bitch just like a Barbie
That girl looks fake, like a Barbie doll.
Playing games with all these hoes, bitch, just like Atari
I'm playing around with a lot of women, like the video game Atari.
Kicked up with my feet up, sippin' Hennessey at a safari
Relaxing with my feet up, drinking Hennessey at a safari resort.
With a bunch of white bitches and they all like, "Trippie Redd, you gnarly"
With several white girls who think I'm cool.
Viral iCarly
Like the TV show iCarly that was popular on the internet.
She on the webcam like Carly
She's on the webcam like the character Carly from iCarly.
That's your girl, I'm sorry
I'm sorry, but I'm with your girlfriend now.
She was off the molly
She was on the drug MDMA (molly).
I'm in the trap, I'm whipping, I got your aunty on my dope
I'm dealing drugs and your aunt is hooked on them.
She told me she ain't have enough money for them rocks
She told me she doesn't have enough money for the drugs.
My dick up in her throat
She's giving me oral sex.
I'm going hard, LOL to the bank, no joke
I'm working hard and making a lot of money, it's not a joke.
You run up on me, you leaping froggy, you get croaked
If you attack me, I'm going to defeat you easily.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aaron Shadrow, Anton Martin Mendo, Dylan Taylor Clearly-Kell, Jarad Anthony Higgins, Jasper Lee Harris, Jean Christophe Marie, Magnus Hoiberg, Michael Lamar White, Ozan Yildirim, Peter Jideonwo, Tobias Dekker
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@trippyseason
i will say the last part goes harder on this version because you can hear the vocals better. Please keep trippie safe we need him lol
@Bmi456
Matt Hardy 999, Slowed + Reverb 🙂: https://youtu.be/3dlhtSWEUz8
@302wok
💯
@hiphoplyrics1305
https://youtu.be/jakZ21YU5RI trippie redd and juice wrld recording this song
@XixiSplash
He admitted that he's a clone & he's dead.
@yvettesmith8630
Aa
@robertdettinger1120
U can tell Trippie really makes sure he does justice with juices verses
@Jackat
not really some lines were cut
@xdimwilliam3650
fr.
this time it doesnt feel like the music company is milking his death cough x
@xdimwilliam3650
@@Jackat some lines were gonna have to be cut, how does that have anything to do with the quality music?