T.R.I.H - Wimp Lyrics

Yuh
Where my squad at
I just wanna make a song people can dance to
Appreciate you

Ride on my dick like a longboard, she wanna f*ck me for longer
Like Kanye cause im feeling stronger run in the street like im frogger
Could care less about all you bloggers, in L.A. I feel like a Dodger
Bad bitch might f*ck on your daughter look at what the kid bought her

What's in my bag
What's in my bag
What's in my bag
What's in my bag

Lou, Berkin got these bitches twerking
Got my f*cking exes all on my page they be lurkin'
I don't understand this was not in the plan
If you don't get the sound well you better understand

Said

Bali in my system like im really f*cking off it
They don't wanna see a motherf*cker all up in his pockets
They don't wanna see a nigga write it off like he a prophet

I aint stopping
I aint ever stopping

Why they just be hating I dont really understand it
They can take all of these xanax but would still be in a panic
I dont really give a damn I do my dance while up in France
And if they even had the chance they couldn't do it like I can

DAMN

I called your girl and she told me you wimp
She said that yo dick the size of a shrimp
Dressed in all mink and I feel like a pimp
You niggas Clyve cause you walk with a limp

I can not never just do it
I got too much sauce and i prove it
They say that its more then the music and I disagree with the way that they use it

RIP to my boy Peep
RIP to the King X

RIP to my boy Mac matter fact you talk shit get hit with the tec
Shoot it right past your vest, bullet hole right in yo chest
Knew that i was the best since the back of the jacket that told me that I was a Vet

What's in my bag
What's in my bag
What's in my bag
What's in my bag