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Dark Knight Dummo

Trippie Redd English

Intro: Trippie Redd

Oh my God (Honorable C.N.O.T.E), oh my GodYeah, hahaBig 14, know what the fuck goin' onAyy

Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd

Hold up, take a moment, count my guap, count my guapAll these racks bomin' in, they bomin' in, hold up, ayyCount my guap, count my guapCannot stop comin' in, comin' in

Chorus: Trippie Redd

Pulled up in a drop-top, she drop deadI pulled up in a drop-top, she drop deadMy diamonds dancin', hopscotch, they holdin' handsMy diamonds dancin', hopscotch, they holdin' hands, yeah

Verse 1: Trippie Redd

Hold up, I don't know what planet I'm on (Don't know, don't know)I'm the king, lil' bitch, watch the throne (Watch the throne)I feel like Voldo, I'll chop off your arms (Off your arms, yeah), yeahSteady causin' havoc, yeah (Causin' havoc)Bitch, I'm ballin' hard just like a Maverick (Yeah)Money stretch long, lil' bitch, like elastic (Yeah)Now that bitch steady callin' me Mr. Fantastic, yeah, ayyKnow I keep a ratchet (A ratch')If you play, boy, I'll turn your ass to ashes (Ah), yeahAutomatic, doo-doo-doo-doo, bitch, I'm blastin' (Doo-doo-doo-doo), yeah, oohPut you in a casket (Yeah, yeah, yeah)Money sit long, it's elasticI don't know what planet I'm on (I'm on Mars)I'm the king, lil' bitch, watch the throne (Chop your arms, yeah)I feel like Voldo, I'll chop off your arms (Watch the throne), yeah

Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd & Travis Scott

Hold up, take a moment, count my guap, count my guap (Yeah)All these racks bomin' in, they bomin' in (It's lit), hold up, ayyCount my guap, count my guap (Straight up)Cannot stop comin' in, comin' in (Yeah, yeah)

Chorus: Trippie Redd & Travis Scott

Pulled up in a drop-top, she drop dead (Alright)I pulled up in a drop-top, she drop dead (Yeah)My diamonds dancin', hopscotch, they holdin' hands (Yeah)My diamonds dancin', hopscotch, they holdin' hands, yeah

Verse 2: Travis Scott & Trippie Redd

Astroworld's my planet, my home (Yeah)Car's too hot, the fume's too strong (Yeah, yeah, it's lit)Mixed this cup for way too long (Yeah, yeah, alright)Add it up, don't subtract it (Yeah, yeah), yeahPour this eighth with me and let's get blasted (Yeah, yeah, straight up)Lambo' drive like a dragon (Ooh, skrrt, skrrt)Can't fall asleep at night 'cause they attackin', yeahI hop in the coupe, go insane (Fast)I disappear, go David BlaineWe don't do the same (No)I feed all my bitches the 'caine (White)I double cup to drown the pain (Drank)Light the octane (Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, gas)I'ma put six in the Lambo' and jet to the plane (Skrrt, skrrt)Move for this chain with your elbow, I hope you got aimDon't need no more stains or get hot like my name (La Flame)Yeah, hide out in the trees with the bumblebees, please say the name three timesWe gon' pop up on you like I'm Bloody Mary, man

Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd

Hold up, take a moment, count my guap, count my guapAll these racks bomin' in, they bomin' in, hold up, ayyCount my guap, count my guapCannot stop comin' in, comin' in

Chorus: Trippie Redd

Pulled up in a drop-top, she drop deadI pulled up in a drop-top, she drop deadMy diamonds dancin', hopscotch, they holdin' handsMy diamonds dancin', hopscotch, they holdin' hands, yeah
What the song means

Dark Knight Dummo is a boastful trap track about a rapper who has become rich and feared, and who wants everyone to know it. The song opens with him counting money again and again, as if the cash keeps arriving faster than he can count it. The chorus repeats an image of arriving in a convertible while a woman is stunned by his presence. The mood is confident and playful rather than dark, even though the title suggests otherwise.

As the song moves on, the boasting becomes more violent and more exaggerated. The first verse piles up comparisons: he calls himself a king, compares himself to a fighter who cuts off limbs, and claims he can turn enemies to ashes or send them to a casket. The second verse, featuring Travis Scott, shifts toward a reckless party life of drugs, fast cars, and a feeling of being hunted. The chorus returns after each section, so the listener ends where it started, surrounded by wealth and excess.

The key images work as an exaggerated self-portrait. The diamonds that dance and hold hands like children playing hopscotch make jewelry seem playful and alive. References to superheroes, magicians and folklore villains make him seem larger than life. The repeated lines about money and cars suggest that his identity rests on what he owns and how dangerous he looks, rather than on anything deeper.

Key phrases explained
Count my guap
Count my money (slang "guap") — "Guap" is slang for money, and the repeated hook makes wealth the song's main focus.
Racks bomin' in
Stacks of cash flooding in (slang "racks" for bundles of bills) — "Bomin'" suggests money arriving in a sudden, explosive flood.
Drop-top
Convertible car — A status symbol that sets up the flashy arrival in the chorus.
She drop dead
She is stunned or knocked out by his looks and wealth — Slang for being overwhelmed by attraction or admiration, a playful exaggeration.
Mr. Fantastic
A Marvel superhero famous for his stretchy body — Used to compare his expanding, elastic money to the character's stretching powers.
Song info
Release date
2017-12-06
Album
LIFE’S A TRIP
Written by
Honorable C.N.O.T.E., Travis Scott, Trippie Redd
Produced by
Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
Featuring
Travis Scott
Interpolates
Trippie Redd – Dark Knight, Ski Mask the Slump God – BabyWipe, XXXTENTACION – Fuck Love

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