Trippin' ft. Lil Ready Lyrics

My gun stay on me, they say I'm trippin' (say I'm trippin')

Know my chopper keep on stuttering, it sound like glitches

Tek gon' hit yo' account $5,000 BOA, you know it's instant

Yea, they need to free G5, he was going too brazy on them missions

He was leaving niggas twitching yea, that nigga different

How you let yo' brudda die? (Cause that lil' nigga ain't want to listen)

Shouldn't have spoke on gang nem' niggas died over dissin'

Caught 'em lacking with no gun, now he swimming with the fishes

Any nigga test this shit they guaranteed to go missing

I don't give a fuck about yo' money, that don't make you real, y'all niggas some bitches

Nigga told up on the business, damn he turned witness

My young nigga pushing weight back & forth like LA Fitness

My partner text my phone like "leave yo' gun at home" you trippin'

& they need to free lil' snake up out that cage, I forgot to mention

I forgot to mention

& they need to free lil' snake up out that cage, I forgot to mention

My gun stay on me, they say I'm trippin' (say I'm trippin')

Know my chopper keep on stuttering, it sound like glitches

Tek gon' hit yo' account $5,000 BOA, you know it's instant

Yea, they need to free G5, he was going too brazy on them missions

He was leaving niggas twitching yea, that nigga different

How you let yo' brudda die? (Cause that lil' nigga ain't want to listen)

Shouldn't have spoke on gang nem' niggas died over dissin'

Caught 'em lacking with no gun, now he swimming with the fishes

Yeah, drop the window yea, it's tinted

556 them bitches hit his top, his mama miss him

Cube on the back of that Glock, it's no way you gon' dodge these bullets

Hellcat spin yo' block, then young niggas they gon' stand on business

Shooter bust yo top cause he was hitting with that fully

Really been a big dawg, don't give no fuck about no bully

Put a dent in the trap 24/7 ain't took no days off

One week of work I swear to god that shit just paid off

Hits in the booth, tell lil' bro this shit gon' pay off

Never running from a opp, that boy just know his ass get smacked down

556 this came multi-care

300 black out with the smoke, won't make it out of here

My gun stay on me, they say I'm trippin' (say I'm trippin')

Know my chopper keep on stuttering, it sound like glitches

Tek gon' hit yo' account $5,000 BOA, you know it's instant

Yea, they need to free G5, he was going too brazy on them missions

He was leaving niggas twitching yea, that nigga different

How you let yo' brudda die? (Cause that lil' nigga ain't want to listen)

Shouldn't have spoke on gang nem' niggas died over dissin'

Caught 'em lacking with no gun, now he swimming with the fishes