Tripping

[Intro] Antt did the track You feel me Come on BeatGang Ayy, ayy [Verse] Bae been actin' like she fuck with me, can’t trust that bitch (Fuck off) Even after all the Louis grim, it's fuck that bitch (Bitch, please) New ass, new titties, wouldn't touch that bitch (Wouldn’t dare) Tuh, ayy If she a bad bitch, doggy, I done hit her (I done been fucked) Shout out my last bitch, I'm shittin' on her nigga Yeah, it's a big difference (Duh), ain't he 5'2"? (Tuh) Bitch, I'm a big nigga, that's what cake do I make that drake move (Baow) We sellin’ platinum Cookie, they sellin’ K2 Bitch, I just did the Lam', and I did the Wraith too Ho, I don’t give a fuck (At all), no, you can't sit with us (Nope) A couple thousand to the Reaper, he gon' send him up Niggas dick suckin' for a feature, I ain’t into rappin' (I don't fuck with niggas) Make the bitch swallow my seeds then I spin her after (Fuck on) They like, "Preach, Dugg," ayy, I been a pastor They like, "Teach, Dugg," we in a different class (Lame) Rest in peace to Lil Cully, still ain't givin' passes (Baow) Throw them fours up (Duh), we on the six with it (Big fours) All my bitches cold, ho, I'm a sick nigga Bitch, I got fifty on me, you with a rich nigga Heard they had fifty on me, I guess time will tell I wear Amiris, bitch, and designer belts Bitch, you know Antt did the beat Bitch, I talk shit for free, bitch, I rain out for Skeet I got my chain out for Reek, bitch, I'm throwin' fours 'til I finish Bitch, I pour up for my niggas who ain't got mail in a minute I got pictures for 'em To every ho who left the car, ayy, I got bitches for 'em My new bitch is foreign, fuck like she in a porn Suck while I'm bendin' corners (Suck it up) And now I'm mad, layin' up, bitch, I'm into scorin' (Duh) And now I'm mad, wearin' buffs, bitch, I read a lot (Ayy) Just make sure them bitches tinted, I done seen a lot (I swear) You got some soft, bitch? Give my homie some (Bitch) Off a dog, bitch, bitch, I made a honey bun Shout out to KB, who? Bitch, the only one These niggas ain't me (At all) We just want a chip, from where? Bitch, the ABC I can't miss shit, we got eight beams (Big drake) Don't even ask what year, was 2018 Bitches know what's up When they hear "Skrrt," bitches know it's us Ayy bitch, you know I'm swervin' She ain't suckin' dick, boy, you know I curved her (Duh) Fifteen hundred orange, bitch, you know I'm nervous They can't fuck with us, they ain't up enough