Trippie Redd, Offset & Moneybagg Yo - Big 14 [Instrumental] (Prod. By Honorable CNOTE)

[@bangaamen501]

Cnote is so underrated ⭐👑🔥

[@SkulloXman]

This beat is OMG C NOTE never disappoints 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

[@killdbxatz]

honorable c note makes some of the best beats fr

[@Crimson23Tide]

No bap 💯

[@kevinsmith4814]

I'ma checkm out

[@zakharnazarenko3473]

Just for making 20min he deserves heaven

[@sugalee9559]

Cnote makes hard beats

[@TNGHT]

This beat is 🔥🔥🔥

[@22Shotz]

Brilliant. Love his sound

[@Boytoxicc]

Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E. 🔥

[@LilTBoyOfficial]

This is really good, WOo, Big 7

[@YouGotOptions2]

Brotha Lynch Hung need beats like THIS. i know he would fuckin spazz out on this

[@4evrJoven]

Never thought of that until I seen this. He would go nuts on this. And tech would too

[@kennethstacks388]

I like this I'll credit this this is dank

[@hadi3667]

Intro: Trippie Redd & Offset] (Honorable C.N.O.T.E) Huh Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah) Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Big fourteen, bitch, yeah Big fourteen, bitch, yeah (Ayy, hey) Bella Poarch 'Sweet Delusion' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius Verified [Chorus: Trippie Redd & Offset] Don't come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah) Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah (Woo) On the yacht, let's have a toast 'cause I'm the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah) I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy, thirty) And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah, hey) With them slimes, you know them niggas wipe your nose (Slime), yeah (Slime) Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like, oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah) [Verse 1: Offset] Stackin' and flippin' that money, not sellin' my soul (Stackin' that) Walk in that room, told that bitch not to slip on my drip 'cause it's all on the floor (Don't slip) Trap all this shit in the Nawf, in the 'bando, they knock at the door like Jehovah (Knock, knock) I keep a hundred round drum in the back of my trunk and it bite like a Cobra (Grrah, grrah, grrah) Feelin' like Tony Montana, the world is mine, we runnin' the globe (Mine) Get the fuck up, I don't know (Go) Thirty-round Glock for the internet trolls (Bah) Fuck on a thot, I'ma pay for the bros (Yes, sir) Count up a M in one night in my Rolls (Count up) Put this shit on me or put me in Vogue Straight out the Nawf, Big 34 (Nawf) Think that we soft and we shoot out your soul (Hey, soul) [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Don't come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah) Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah On the yacht, let's have a toast 'cause I'm the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah) I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy) And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah) With them slimes, you know them niggas wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah) Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah) [Open Verse] [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Don't come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah) Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah On the yacht, let's have a toast 'cause I'm the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah) I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy) And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah) With them slimes, you know them niggas wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah) Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah) [Verse 2: Trippie Redd] Kill a nigga, drill a nigga, spill a nigga Caps'll get peeled, lil' nigga, I was in the field, lil' nigga (Yeah, yeah) AK with that scope, with that beam, where it's real, lil' nigga We want all the smoke, all the war, we don't fear you niggas (War, kill, woo) We gon' drill him down (Down), with a hundred rounds (Hundred rounds) She just like my fuckin' sound (All my fuckin' sound), she just like to fuck around (Yeah, yeah) She don't wanna date (Uh), I just wanna fuck a while Yeah, I wanna fuck her from the back and go to fuckin' town, yeah [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Don't come outside, we send them killers at your door (Door), huh, yeah (Yeah) Talk down on the gang, lil' bitch, we slice your throat (Slice), huh, yeah Brand new Wraith, it got the cloth, look like a ghost (Cloth), huh, yeah On the yacht, let's have a toast 'cause I'm the G.O.A.T. (Yeah), huh, yeah (Yeah) I just spent like thirty thousand on some clothes (Clothes), yeah (Ayy) And just made a hundred thousand for a show (Show), yeah (Yeah) With them slimes, you know them niggas wipe your nose (Wipe it), yeah (Yeah) Leave his body red like Kool-Aid Man, like oh (Oh), yeah (Yeah)

[@kevinmiles1731]

I can rap of this song

[@eezypredator3585]

Sounds like EA

[@reddsmoke904]

Its that one sound that sound like a fly

[@styl1ssttt]

bro was influenced by that beat

[@yaredmeles5296]

Bloddy freddy

[@ThirdEchelonKrizz]

How do i go about using this beat for a remix?

[@prod.astronaut]

🔥🔥🔥

[@isaacg8371]

Is it me or does it sound a little like dark knight dummo

[@prod.bycamcortez8028]

Same producer

[@frmafr]

It’s supposed to be DKD pt 2

[@SuperVitaminD]

I wonder if his brother is actually Dizzy Wright

[@travisreddick9470]

Still with the drop ,. Sitting still like it stopped ,. On top dodging flops,. Eying spots,. Like dividing stock ,. Blue hunnids ,. New run ins,. Two something I'm still woke ,. Up like extra from new coke,. Sliding off tops like a new boat ,. Face good ,. There's New hope

[@haze7741]

Too bad trippie always gotta ruin his own songs, this beat mad tho😤🔥

[@Krampus6-1-6]

Way better without these trash rappers on it. 🔥🔥🔥