Tripping

(Antt did the track)

You feel me

Come on

(BeatGang)

Ayy, ayy

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 Drac' 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 50 on me, you with a rich nigga

Heard they had 50 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 honeybun

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 Drac')

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)

15 hundred orange, bitch, you know I'm nervous

They can't fuck with us, they ain't up enough