[Intro: Trippie Redd]

Yeah, slow down

Yeah, ayy (The Rambo way)

Big 14, you know what the fuck goin' on

Ooh, with the lights on (Big ass bitch, big ass bitch)

Baby, let me hit it with the lights on (Big ass bitch, big ass bitch)

Yeah, diamonds on my neck shine like a lighthouse (Big ass bitch)

Ooh, ayy, hold up

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]

Slow down, yeah (They want me to)

Slow down, yeah (They tryin' to)

Slow down, yeah (They wishin' I)

Slow down, ooh, ayy (They want me to)

Slow down, yeah (They want me to)

Slow down, yeah (They wishin' I)

Slow down, yeah (They want me to)

Slow down, ooh, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Warhol.ss]

I came down, no pressure, I be posted on the background

Burn a nigga if he testin', poppin' to my wrist charm

Fill him up with lead, pull the trigger 'til the clip drop

She want give me dome, pull up at the pit stop

Ayy, lil' ho, come gimme brain, though

Eat 'em just like Fabo, kitchen just like caino

Diamond wet like rainbow

Told them people that lil' boy can't change though, woah

Jewish lawyer, ain't no case (Ain't no case)

Travel state to state, I'm sippin' J and countin' faces

Pick up the pace (Yeah), big bands for the take (Yeah)

Fifteen for the left wrist (Yeah), with Celine jeans and the Wraith (Yeah)

On that pound shit, baby love how I kick shit, yeah

Change the ho, no attention

Leave the ho, no mention

Slow down when I be sippin', ride with the Act' (Act')

Ride with the beam on attack, ah ('Tack)

Red beam, that's the hat

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]

Slow down, yeah (They want me to)

Slow down, yeah (They tryin' to)

Slow down, yeah (They wishin' I)

Slow down, ooh, ayy (They want me to)

Slow down, yeah (They want me to)

Slow down, yeah (They wishin' I)

Slow down, yeah (They want me to)

Slow down, ooh, yeah

[Verse 2: Rocket Da Goon]

Ooh, ayy, ayy

Pourin' on the drink, you know it got me slowed down

Yeah you reach for my shit, you know it go down

How I'm flexin', yeah, it's all on my clothes now

All these niggas that imitate, pourin' on lean in the lemonade

And I swear that shit, it brought me to a better place

I pop a Percocet, I can't feel my face

I'm runnin' after money, I'm on a paper chase

No, no you can't copy the lingo

Put a dot on your head like bingo

Smoke gas and you know that Citgo

Got big drank, you know I sip slow

Christian Louboutin, you know how I tiptoe

And, and, all of my bitches they dimes

But I never spend no time

You know I charge sixty a line

Let them niggas fall in line

I stayed down 'til I came up

Young Pluto, yeah you know I never changed up

In the streets you know the shit it get dangerous

Boss gang, yeah, you niggas can't fuck with us

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]

Slow down, yeah (They want me to)

Slow down, yeah (They tryin' to)

Slow down, yeah (They wishin' I)

Slow down, ooh, ayy (They want me to)

Slow down, yeah (They want me to)

Slow down, yeah (They wishin' I)

Slow down, yeah (They want me to)

Slow down, ooh, yeah