Trippin
Baby Smoove, Icewear Vezzo
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Meech Big house with a gate in the burbs My new bitch get on my nerve Shit, I might kick her to the curb But my old bitch kinda worse I just put a little Fanta with the syrup Drink lean when I'm off my percs Can't do what I do, it won't work I just paid four hundred for a shirt Heard you got a good number on the Ds Do fraud, but I buy all the beans Not white, I done lost my sleeve Why I pay so much for these jeans? I just wake up want more lean I just wake up want more cheese Do a walk up, I don't shoot threes Ain't none' nigga play with me cheese I just made cream soda my tea How the f*ck you ain't got no cheese? I just bought a lil Glock with the beam I can hit a nigga when I can't see It ain't you, baby girl, it's me Buy the whole sixteen if it's clean There ain't none' nigga play with my lean There ain't none' nigga play on the team Big house with a gate in the burbs My new bitch get on my nerve Shit, I might kick her to the curb But my old bitch kinda worse I just put a little Fanta with the syrup Drink lean when I'm off my percs Can't do what I do, it won't work I just paid four hundred for a shirt Heard you got a good number on the Ds Do fraud, but I buy all the beans In all white, I done lost my sleeve Why I pay so much for these jeans? Why I pay so much for these jeans? God dammit Smoove, where yo sleeve? God dammit Smoove, where yo Ps? God dammit Smoove, where yo E? Ain't none' nigga play with me Nigga play with me, he get seized Ain't none', play with my green Ain't none' nigga play with my lean I just wake up, want more drop Eighty grand in my watch Good eight in my pop Love percs, let a thot bitch play in my locs Hunnid rounds on safe, yeah that dracy a chop Three hunnid K on a brand new Wraith Been dealing with pape Used to stay in the spot I don't chase hoes, rip soda and mocks The only thing that I'm chasin' Is xannies with wock Boxed up Porsche, call 9-1-1 Got so money oranges could've Came with a shop Purple AP, same color my sneaks Sold out ‘fore I blink, got mine off top Walk shit down, I ain't squashing no beef F*ck all that peace Press play and don't stop Eastside bitch, met her down in West V Used to sell out my Benz, now they raided Shit hot i ain't never worry ‘bout no hoe Went broke, I ain't going no more F*ck niggas, I be playin' my role I done made a hunnid thou off that Karo I done made– off that Karo Went broke I ain't going no more, yeah
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