Trippin' (feat. Yu-So)

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Kiyomi

Kiyomi (清見, kiyomi) (Citrus unshiu × sinensis) is a Japanese citrus fruit that is a hybrid of a Miyagawa Wase mikan and an orange. The new breed was the first tangor created in Japan in 1949. It was named Kiyomi after the temple Seiken-ji (清見寺) and the lagoon Kiyomi-gata (清見潟) near its experiment station in Shizuoka city and registered as "Tangor Nōrin No.1" in 1979.Kiyomi are sweet. Sugar content is normally 11–12° Bx and reaches even 13 °Bx if conditions are met. Citric acid content is around 1%. It has no seeds. The time of ripening is mid to late March. The flavor is similar to that of a mikan, while the aroma is similar to that of an orange.Kiyomi is a monogerm, so it is often used as a parent citrus to create new hybrids such as Dekopon. more »

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Tell me why you hatin' on me 

Why you hating' all on me when you don't even know me
You must be trippin' just for fun
Must be trippin' for nothing

See me doin' good and I'm poppin'
They're hearin' all my songs that I'm droppin'
I could feel the vibes that you're givin' off
And I could see the things that you're hatin' on
I know they all on me
And I'm causing jealousy 
If you hatin', then just leave 
'Cause I don't need you around right now
I'ma do me like I always do 
And you could fall in love if you want to
I don't really care what you really on 
'Cause I'ma be the one that you really want

Why you hating' all on me when you don't even know me
You must be trippin' just for fun
Must be trippin' for nothing (Yeah)

Tell me why you hatin' on me (Tell me why you hatin' on me)
Tell me why you trippin' on me (Yeah)

Look, they be hatin'
But I ain't ever pay 'em mind
Walk up in this thang lookin' lit
I don't wait in line
Blues in my pocket, sounds like a jazz song 
Went to Marcellus, what more can they sell us?
Take a trip to New York, Tribeca suite 
Meet up with my folks, probably kick it for a week 
Cop some shoes from the store, I got room in my bag
Brand new fit got me feeling like the shit 
It be different when you pull up and you saucing' with the paper
O.P.P., baby naught by nature
I ain't even gotta tell her, I let lil' mama brag
This is how you really make 'em mad (I'm Yu-So)

Why you hating' all on me when you don't even know me
You must be trippin' just for fun
Must be trippin' for nothing

Tell me why you hatin' on me (why you hatin' on me?)
Tell me why you trippin' on me (Yeah)

It's my life
I'ma live it how I want
Makin' moves never know what I'm gon' do
I already know I got the haters on the side
Real talk, I got too much on my mind 
'Cause I'm focused on my dream (aye!)
You know what I mean
'Cause you notice how I be
'Cause I'm on, I'm on now

'Cause I'm not tryna waste time on somebody else
So if you're beefin' with me, then you're just beefin' with yourself 

Tell me why you hatin' on me
Tell me why you trippin' on me (yeah)

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