TRIPPIN Lyrics

(Ayy, ABU)

(Yea, Forever Foreign, bitch)

(Yea, ayy)

Them niggas, trippin' why they trippin'

Pack came through the mail, come send your digits, I ain't phishing

Why them niggas hating, they some no life bitches

Why the phone go crazy, I just post a couple pictures

I'm, I been booted up, I been getting so high, year

Zooted off the gas, I ain't never get tired

This that Cali shit, deep up in my lungs, like hold up

Hearing hella' shit, man I'm way too geeked it's over

Walked up in the 7, split some bread up with my cudi

We done ran into an older broad, cheating on her hubby

I said, come gimme a try, baby you gone love me

I got looks and I got shh, and I got that money

You better have insurance, way I'm finna rip your tummy

Flip you over, show some courage, take your hands off, why you running

Take another hit, I'm seeing stars, oh I'm gone (ayy)

I'm trancing in and out, my consciousness been playing dumb

I can't tell what's real or fake, I swear to god man I don't know

I can't wait till I blow up and see the fake hitting my phone

Pour it up with some Henny, baby WAP-like ocean

Since I got rid of the fat, I swear I've had that motion

My pockets full of bread and lettuce, pussy they eat kosher

I split the cash up with my Migos, nigga that's our culture

They say go broke, nigga nah I can't

Getting to this cash, ain't stopping me no blockade

Niggas on they ass all day, like fuck you finna wait

Come to me and swerve that weight, I swear I'll get you paid

Them niggas, trippin' why they trippin'

Pack came through the mail, come send your digits, I ain't phishing

Why them niggas hating, they some no life bitches

Why the phone go crazy, I just post a couple pictures

I'm, I been booted up, I been getting so high, year

Zooted off the gas, I ain't never get tired

This that Cali shit, deep up in my lungs, like hold up

Hearing hella' shit, man I'm way too geeked it's over