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elijah vaz – trippin’ lyrics

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[verse 1]
i got homies switching up
and i ain’t even rich
no one really makes it with you to the end
you think i’m stupid
you think that i’m clueless
i read straight between the lines
you gotta get better at lying
my momma raised a mastermind
i’m book smart and street smart who you trying b-tch?
i want this music sh-t more than i want a bih
that’s a fact, you try me you better watch ya back
right to bare arms, so i got that b-tch attached
i’mma leave it at that
i ain’t never had n0body
why tf would i want ’em now
sleep when the sun’s out
but wide awake when sun’s down
it’s party time
where the hoes at?
i’mma turn that b-tch out
i got her d-ck to mouth
f-cking on her couch
i’m living my best life
higher than bugatti price
i’mma spend check tonight
bottle after bottle feeling right
hit the floor i’m feeling hype
i think these b-tches are some dikes
they gon’ get some d-ck tonight

[hook]
all these b-tches are the same, they always trippin’
why you always in my d-mn mentions?
all these b-tches are the same, they always trippin’
she trynna follow my story, it’s none ya business

all these b-tches are the same, they always trippin’
why you always in my d-mn mentions?
all these b-tches are the same, they always trippin’
she trynna follow my story, it’s none ya business

[verse 2]
she a homie hopper, so i know she down to f-ck
she want a slow jam played so i’mma f-ck her to some russ
i told her i’m about bust she pulled my closer what the f-ck?
she sucking d-ck i cannot kiss her
she really thought i would i miss her
this is ain’t love or l-st
any b-tch is trippin’ if she tryna cuff
get the f-ck up off my feed
i just need some privacy
i know all these b-tches hoes
so you get the uber home
that’s the number to my homies phone
this ain’t where live neither
you must lost a chromosome
i guess she thought i give that type of info
this sh-t off the chest and dome
two people on the banana boat
almost all of ’em are gone
i don’t give a f-ck tho
time for new people
time for a two seater
i’m changing my demeanor
i’m top dawg you bottom feeders
none of you b-tches is keepers
i don’t date or impregnate
get the f-ck out my face
i ain’t got much more to say

[hook]
all these b-tches are the same, they always trippin’
why you always in my d-mn mentions?
all these b-tches are the same, they always trippin’
she trynna follow my story, it’s none ya business

all these b-tches are the same, theu always trippin’
why you always in my d-mn mentions?
all these b-tches are the same, they always trippin’
she trynna follow my story, it’s none ya business



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