Trippin’

Lyrics

[Intro] (Ayy, P, this go crazy) [Verse 1: YSR Gramz] I'll get to trippin' 'round this bitch like I lost my mind I'm tryna catch the same juggs like eight more times If I shoot you with this AR, it'll break your spine Lil' bro, the bag touched, just take out five I be talkin' crazy on these beats, call it exercise Wanna see me in your video, I need an extra five I'm 'bout to run up five or ten bands, I can't go outside You can do anything you want, just don't waste my time [Verse 2: Baglife Tee] We the only niggas up in Flint that ain't fuckin' signed I can buy a whole fuckin' 'bow and sell this shit in dimes Brodie on LeBeau with a 'bow, he just made a dime I just spent a dub on my neck, it was made to shine Pour a one in a cream soda, he need three more lines Brodie doin' time in the feds, I'm yellin' free my slime Like a skateboarder doin' tricks, I'm always on the grind Told your bitch come and suck this dick and she was right on time [Verse 3: Ross] Shootin' moves 'round this bitch, I don't need no help I don't fuck with y'all niggas, I think you 12 Bag came at six, it was gone by twelve When I seen my first brick, I was only twelve I'll get to trippin' 'round this bitch like baby mamas Taliban Gang kill for me like my name Osama Gramz showed me a new scheme, we gon' rape the market Baglife Tee got gas, he keep on fartin' [Interlude] Yeah, Baglife, bitch YSR shit Gang gang LSP forever Ross, nigga Driveway Baby, YSR shit YSR Dee Rich, top shotta [Verse 4: Driveway Baby] Get to trippin' 'round this bitch like I'm John Doe Bro keep a lil' Glock 9 like he Rondo In another state trappin', boolin' in a condo Where you get this Cookie, Quavis? This the bomb, bro I done swiped so many stores, feds tryna cook me Your mans ratted on a murder, they still tryna book him On the yard, Dee Rich was a big bully He on papers, but he still keep a fuckin' fully R.I.P. G, can't believe these pussy niggas took him [Verse 5: YSR Dee Rich] If bro tell me get him, then I gotta get him Bro got hella 'bows, he got two or three in the ceiling Tee get higher than the sky, he ain't got no feeling Kill him and his mans, I don't leave no witness I'm the Ghost around this bitch, bitch, I got the power Bro got good weed and dog and good powder Bro told me don't shoot and I still shot him Quavis said don't rob him, but I still robbed him Me and bro back to back, Batman and Robin What the fuck is a goon to a fuckin' goblin? Fuck a rapper nigga bitch, now he want some problems [Outro] (Ayy, P, this go crazy)