migos - trippin lyrics
my b-tches, bad
and she ain’t going for that
got every colour burkin bag
just to make them b-tches mad
balmains on her -ss
booty so big got to look when she p-ss
im a let her drive the bentley
f-ck it might buy her a jag
most of you n-gg-s be trippin’
all of you n-gg-s be trippin’
my n-gg- what is you sippin’
that sh-t gon f-ck up your kidneys
pop a pint and i come to my senses
rich trappers trap in the trenches
my hoe she actin’ like catalina
so i send that b-tch on a mission
my hoe she actin’ like catalina
p-ssy wet water like aquafina
she the baddest b-tch ain’t talking trina
put that dope in the kitty it’s nice to meet ya
migos show we packin’ out arena’s
diamonds shining from across the bleachers
feel like [?] when he left the cleaner
can’t see these n-gg-s john cena
any n-gg- want a feature no disrespect i’m a pull up with the nina
nina make him do the macarena if he comin up short i’m a clean him
i am my brothers keeper told them bye felica cause a n-gg- don’t need em’
after i meet her then treat her and beat her then i’ve gotta a leave her
they say the drank is illegal my n-gg- well i get it in like it’s legal
pimpin’ this b-tch she gon bring me the money and d-ck and the perc what i feed her
still trapping off with no key
me, flippa [?] gon pour a pint in the lean
takeoff!
my b-tches, bad
and she ain’t going for that
got every colour burkin bag
just to make them b-tches mad
balmains on her -ss
booty so big got to look when she p-ss
im a let her drive the bentley
f-ck it might buy her a jag
most of you n-gg-s be trippin’
all of you n-gg-s be trippin’
my n-gg- what is you sippin’
that sh-t gon f-ck up your kidneys
pop a pint and i come to my senses
rich trappers trap in the trenches
my hoe she actin’ like catalina
so i send that b-tch on a mission
hol’ up gang
hol’ up gang
hol’ up gang gang
me and my n-gg- we p-ssin’ your hoe we on the same thang
if you not there then we kickin’ your door
my b-tch so bad she drinking the four
beat it up beat it up beat the pot hoe
if she don’t do it then she gotta go
play with the snow
allen iverson i play with the snow
i’m quavo houdini
i’m havin’ luck like i play with the colts
all my n-gg-s from the north
pitch a hard ball quavo john smoltz
i wrap it put it on the boat
cookie bag make a young n-gg- choke
they say that she the b-tch gettin’ it
she a bad b-tch gettin’ it
then where the f-ck is my percentage
where the f-ck is my percentage?
free my n-gg-s gettin’ sentenced
they say i’m going down in guinness
i’m the realest n-gg- in it
nawfside they invented it
my b-tches, bad
and she ain’t going for that
got every colour burkin bag
just to make them b-tches mad
balmains on her -ss
booty so big got to look when she p-ss
im a let her drive the bentley
f-ck it might buy her a jag
most of you n-gg-s be trippin’
all of you n-gg-s be trippin’
my n-gg- what is you sippin’
that sh-t gon f-ck up your kidneys
pop a pint and i come to my senses
rich trappers trap in the trenches
my hoe she actin’ like catalina
so i send that b-tch on a mission
i put my hoe on a mission
go drop that dope off mississippi
actavis in and we sip it
we pimpin’ that hoe make her listen
i had to take the little sentence
i gotta be there for my children
talking to god while i’m kneelin’
black and white lamb like a pilgrim
we put the north on the map
money took me different routes
i got a 9 in my crouch
took off from the north and we elevated
i just be sippin’ on activated
we ready for war like a gladiator
f-ck her one time and eliminate her
shorty a stallion
she looking like kylie jenner
i got a million
bring the dope back i put d-ck up in her
i was trappin’ in the honda civic
the dope on the pot be done in a minute
invested trap money it benefited
one call to the north bring a hundred n-gg-s
my b-tches, bad
and she ain’t going for that
got every colour burkin bag
just to make them b-tches mad
balmains on her -ss
booty so big got to look when she p-ss
im a let her drive the bentley
f-ck it might buy her a jag
most of you n-gg-s be trippin’
all of you n-gg-s be trippin’
my n-gg- what is you sippin’
that sh-t gon f-ck up your kidneys
pop a pint and i come to my senses
rich trappers trap in the trenches
my hoe she actin’ like catalina
so i send that b-tch on a mission
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