Trippin Bout That Lyrics

I was outside trynna get this money

Niggas ain't tripping bout dat

I was outside trynna get these hundreds

Niggas ain't tripping bout dat

Can't even lie my sneakers been muddy

Niggas ain't tripping bout dat

And I can't lie these niggas been dumb

Guess what ain't tripping bout dat

Swear I cry for the guys in the dungeon

Really been tripping bout dat

Stay with da guys we eating this lunch

Some how y'all Tripping bout dat

And I can't lie these niggas been funny

Capping then calling it facts

But I swear me and mine we keeping it running

Niggas ain't tripping bout dat

Seen a look on her face

For the pettiest petty mistake

I been tripping and stressed til the morning

Dealing with lawyers fighting a case

And I swear shit been getting annoying

Pushing the foreign

Ducking the jakes

Trynna get money

But spend it on oil

And paying the court

And smoking away

Got two whips

Domestic and foreign

Switch when I'm touring

What you gone chase

Turn up the faucet a little

It's pouring

Drip might control the weather today

In the back seat the strap is imported

Pack kinda gorgeous

Take you to space

Up in the front got an engine with horses

Yell when I floor it

Ready to race

I'm out here trynna get bands or something

Trynna get to the Grammy running

Can't be out here flipping grams and gunning

Barely chasing a grand and hunting

Need me a flight to Japan then Dublin

Hit the gas get her panties flooded

Never in class took a chance for something

A's in the trap but in school I'm flunking

I'm out here trynna get bands or something

Trynna get to the Grammy running

Can't be out here flipping grams and gunning

Barely chasing a grand and hunting

Bitch get out my face

Ain't with the games shit

Ain't with the play

Bitch bitch get out my face

What you don't understand

I'm trynna get paid

Drop the money down go up

Drop the drop the drop the money down go up

Bruva got the hundred round he just wanna load up

That's my blood he hold it down

That's my fucking soldier

Drop the money down go up

Drop the drop the drop the money down go up

I said if you copped a bottle

Put your fucking hands up

I said if you suck or swallow

Put your fucking hands up

I was outside trynna get this money

Niggas ain't tripping bout dat

I was outside trynna get these hundreds

Niggas ain't tripping bout dat

Can't even lie my sneakers been muddy

Niggas ain't tripping bout dat

And I can't lie these niggas been dumb

Guess what ain't tripping bout dat

Swear I cry for the guys in the dungeon

Really been tripping bout dat

Stay with da guys we eating this lunch

Some how y'all trippin' bout dat

And I can't lie these niggas been funny

Capping then calling it facts

But I swear me and mine we keeping it running

Niggas ain't tripping bout dat