I especially rock steady when the base line gets heavy
The machete they know buy now bullshit I been holding out
Lost click bout to conquer it now me do Colen Powell
Water board the fans and shit nigga how the f*ck that sound?
Bitch ass niggas ain't shit and they never will be
E From The L.O.S.T. make it hit and the mike is filthy
Money over every thang except respect and game
Now soak up before I sew it up cause thats way I said
Fist full of liquid love, pocket full of change because every thing ain't money pimpin' sometime life's a mission
Why you trippin
I ain't trippin'... They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin
They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin' They think I'm trippin
Am I trippin
Hoopty whippin' I ain't trippin'. Groupies over gucci bitches
Dickies over louie fitted. Chevy over foreign lemons
Dre over russell Simmons, ya I bump some Method Man
Ghostface, fan but it's still Dogg Pound over Wu-Tang Clan
I don't hate new rappers though
Wrap those and package those
Uno knows, he said steal the show because the music go
There he go, what's he on
Watch me do my Genghis Khan
Watch me con a stupid broad
Watch me make her sing this song
Motherf*cking L.O.S.T. until death of me
Motherf*cking real MC until they bury me
I ain't trippin
Why you trippin
I ain't trippin'... They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin
They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin' They think I'm trippin
Am I trippin
They say I'm trippin, but niggas ain't seen me trip yet
Ain't seen my temper tip, yet even know that definition
Ain't seen that 4-5th lift yet, or identify if this is it
Ain't had them ransom boys asking that price for Where them kids at
Ain't see me hold that click clack, somehow they must have missed that
Ain't seen me put that bread in the hands of the young boys like Go get that
I'm an outlaw, I mouth off. Give a f*ck about what y'all bout boy
6'4", 260, and a nigga knuckle up south paw
So I ain't trippin', nah I ain't trippin'
This just a warning don't put me in the position. AH
Why you trippin
I ain't trippin'... They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin
They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin' They think I'm trippin
Am I trippin
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I especially rock steady when the base line gets heavy
The machete they know buy now bullshit I been holding out
Lost click bout to conquer it now me do Colen Powell
Water board the fans and shit nigga how the f*ck that sound?
Bitch ass niggas ain't shit and they never will be
E From The L.O.S.T. make it hit and the mike is filthy
Money over every thang except respect and game
Now soak up before I sew it up cause thats way I said
Fist full of liquid love, pocket full of change because every thing ain't money pimpin' sometime life's a mission
Why you trippin
I ain't trippin'... They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin
They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin' They think I'm trippin
Am I trippin
Hoopty whippin' I ain't trippin'. Groupies over gucci bitches
Dickies over louie fitted. Chevy over foreign lemons
Dre over russell Simmons, ya I bump some Method Man
Ghostface, fan but it's still Dogg Pound over Wu-Tang Clan
I don't hate new rappers though
Wrap those and package those
Uno knows, he said steal the show because the music go
There he go, what's he on
Watch me do my Genghis Khan
Watch me con a stupid broad
Watch me make her sing this song
Motherf*cking L.O.S.T. until death of me
Motherf*cking real MC until they bury me
I ain't trippin
Why you trippin
I ain't trippin'... They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin
They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin' They think I'm trippin
Am I trippin
They say I'm trippin, but niggas ain't seen me trip yet
Ain't seen my temper tip, yet even know that definition
Ain't seen that 4-5th lift yet, or identify if this is it
Ain't had them ransom boys asking that price for Where them kids at
Ain't see me hold that click clack, somehow they must have missed that
Ain't seen me put that bread in the hands of the young boys like Go get that
I'm an outlaw, I mouth off. Give a f*ck about what y'all bout boy
6'4", 260, and a nigga knuckle up south paw
So I ain't trippin', nah I ain't trippin'
This just a warning don't put me in the position. AH
Why you trippin
I ain't trippin'... They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin
They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin' They think I'm trippin
Am I trippin
The machete they know buy now bullshit I been holding out
Lost click bout to conquer it now me do Colen Powell
Water board the fans and shit nigga how the f*ck that sound?
Bitch ass niggas ain't shit and they never will be
E From The L.O.S.T. make it hit and the mike is filthy
Money over every thang except respect and game
Now soak up before I sew it up cause thats way I said
Fist full of liquid love, pocket full of change because every thing ain't money pimpin' sometime life's a mission
Why you trippin
I ain't trippin'... They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin
They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin' They think I'm trippin
Am I trippin
Hoopty whippin' I ain't trippin'. Groupies over gucci bitches
Dickies over louie fitted. Chevy over foreign lemons
Dre over russell Simmons, ya I bump some Method Man
Ghostface, fan but it's still Dogg Pound over Wu-Tang Clan
I don't hate new rappers though
Wrap those and package those
Uno knows, he said steal the show because the music go
There he go, what's he on
Watch me do my Genghis Khan
Watch me con a stupid broad
Watch me make her sing this song
Motherf*cking L.O.S.T. until death of me
Motherf*cking real MC until they bury me
I ain't trippin
Why you trippin
I ain't trippin'... They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin
They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin' They think I'm trippin
Am I trippin
They say I'm trippin, but niggas ain't seen me trip yet
Ain't seen my temper tip, yet even know that definition
Ain't seen that 4-5th lift yet, or identify if this is it
Ain't had them ransom boys asking that price for Where them kids at
Ain't see me hold that click clack, somehow they must have missed that
Ain't seen me put that bread in the hands of the young boys like Go get that
I'm an outlaw, I mouth off. Give a f*ck about what y'all bout boy
6'4", 260, and a nigga knuckle up south paw
So I ain't trippin', nah I ain't trippin'
This just a warning don't put me in the position. AH
Why you trippin
I ain't trippin'... They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin
They think I'm trippin'. I ain't trippin' They think I'm trippin
Am I trippin
Writer: Ethan Manning, Orlando Solano
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid