tripstar – ian trippin lyrics
[intro]
(dmac got me too bangin’)
woah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(red dead, i’m so f+ckin’ bumpin’, bruh)
woah, woah, woah (i ain’t trippin’, i ain’t trippin’, yeah)
i ain’t trippin’, i ain’t trippin’ (yeah, yeah)
i ain’t trippin’, i ain’t trippin’ (woah)
i ain’t trippin’, i ain’t trippin’ (yeah)
i ain’t trippin’, i ain’t trippin’ (i ain’t trippin’, woah)
nah, we ain’t trippin’ ’bout this sh+t, what’s happenin’?
yeah, woah
[chorus]
f+cked up a hundred thou’, i ain’t trippin’, yeah
my n+gga f+cked my last b+tch, i ain’t trippin’, yeah
them n+ggas turned they back on me, i ain’t trippin’, yeah
n+ggas talkin’ down on me, i ain’t trippin’, yeah
n+gga ran off with the sack, i ain’t trippin’
yeah, my man say when he catch up with him (yeah), he ain’t trippin’ (woah)
took an l to get a w, i ain’t trippin’ (woah)
drop them packs off in the bmw in the trenches, woah
[verse 1]
yeah, prices got too high, i told my plug i ain’t trippin’, woah
f+cked up my first hundred g’s, i ain’t trippin’, woah
n+ggas mad, f+cked up ’bout a b+tch, we ain’t trippin’, yeah (woah)
how he make a livin’ sellin’ verses, catchin’ drug sales?
talkin’+ass n+gga, keep my name out your mouth (woah)
if you ain’t talkin’ ’bout them bags, keep the clout, woah
yeah, my youngins, they gon’ slide, slide, you gon’ die, die, woah
and they don’t give a f+ck ’bout no alibi (woah)
[chorus]
f+cked up a hundred thou’, i ain’t trippin’, yeah
my n+gga f+cked my last b+tch, i ain’t trippin’, yeah
them n+ggas turned they back on me, i ain’t trippin’, yeah
n+ggas talkin’ down on me, i ain’t trippin’, yeah
n+gga ran off with the sack, i ain’t trippin’
yeah, my man say when he catch up with him (yeah), he ain’t trippin’ (woah)
took an l to get a w, i ain’t trippin’ (woah)
drop them packs off in the bmw in the trenches, woah
[verse 2]
i just did the electric slide on my last brick, yeah
i cannot let you slide, the prices, they too high for real (woah)
plan on takin’ somethin’ from me, my n+gga, you gon’ die for real
he sayin’ he want percocet, my n+gga served him advils (hah)
never had a father figure, but i’m worth like seven figures
i cannot get mad when i came in this world with sh+t, woah
airbnb, plenty b+tches, we ain’t trippin’, yeah
mama always taught the kid, “mind your business”
[chorus]
f+cked up a hundred thou’, i ain’t trippin’, yeah (i mean it)
my n+gga f+cked my last b+tch, i ain’t trippin’, yeah
them n+ggas turned they back on me, i ain’t trippin’, yeah
n+ggas talkin’ down on me, i ain’t trippin’, yeah
n+gga ran off with the sack, i ain’t trippin’
yeah, my man say when he catch up with him (yeah), he ain’t trippin’ (woah)
took an l to get a w, i ain’t trippin’ (woah)
drop them packs off in the bmw in the trenches, woah
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