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fbg duck - i'm trippin lyrics

[intro: fbg duck]
yeah
yeah, ayy, yeah
maybe i’m tripping
ayy, maybe i’m tripping
maybe i’m tripping, maybe i’m tripping

[pre-hook: fbg duck]
the bottom of my shoe look like they bleed
i just received the most money that i never seen, ayy
i been through a lot of sh-t that you wouldn’t believe
sometimes i think my own homies comin’ after me, ayy

[hook: fbg duck]
maybe i’m trippin’, maybe i’m trippin’, maybe i’m trippin’
maybe i’m trippin’, maybe i’m trippin’, maybe i’m trippin’
ayy, hope them n-gg-s don’t think this sh-t sweet
so paranoid, keep it on me when i’m sleep

[verse 1: fbg duck]
these n-gg-s hating, they just need to sleep
the clip on the k look like a half moon
the hoe on that b-tch like a clock
first n-gg- try to move, first n-gg- get shot
this .40 got ’em clutching
don’t like n-gg-s, it’s [?] on the moon, yeah
you tryna play with me, n-gg-
like that b-tch don’t stay with me, n-gg-
these n-gg-s stealing my swag, that sh-t not okay with me, n-gg-
you are not safe with me, n-gg-, i got your bae with me, n-gg-
i rather chase me a bag, i don’t be chasing these b-tches
these n-gg-s playin’ too much, that’s the sh-t that i be sayin’
n-gg-s be playin’ too much ’till we pull up in a van
doors slide back, we ride
i’m just laughin’ ’cause they dying
they was just tough on the [?] comments on instagram

[verse 2: billionaire black]
n-gg-s act tough until we pull up
them bullets in the handgun so big, can flip up with truck
n-gg-s talkin’ all that war sh-t like we ain’t in these streets
k!ll a n-gg- in designer kick, blood on my margiela sneaks
i got your b-tch on my d-ck and she going, we at the w
chopper hit a n-gg-, split him in half, now i’m seeing double you
n-gg-s wanna act hard, run up on me, i’ll let the chopper sing
k!ll a n-gg- like jason on halloween, upping magazines
put shots in his spleen, like: “boy, is you serious?”
silence on the handgun, shoot [?] shots was so d-mn mysterious, ayy
n-gg-s talkin’ all that cash sh-t, where it’s at? ’cause i ain’t seen it
got some top for a thot, kicked her out, she like: “billy so mean!”

[outro: fbg duck]
maybe i’m trippin’, maybe i—
maybe i’m trippin, maybe i—
think this sh-t sweet
it on me when i’m sleep

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