Twinsay - Don't Trip (feat. Wokfein) Lyrics

Three
Three

3-O8's, eatin' up his hat
When Lil J4 slide, ain't no need for no double back
Plus, he caught that hat
And he left some flat
When he seen that G-Lock, you'd thought that he attended track

But you can't run, la' bro
Gon' head and meet this Mac
Gon' head and meet this AK
Rippin' like a beyblade
Choppa' got that kick, call that bitch my sensei

I'm on the block, like everyday
You woulda thought this were I stay
What this FN say?
Bullets screamin', like, "Hooray"

Bullets clappin', nigga
Send some tragic, nigga
5.56's, 7.62's, let 'em have it, nigga

He been duckin' smoke, he don't want that static, nigga
Do 'em like the last man, he know what happened, nigga

Do 'em like that last nigga
Had 'em runnin' fast, nigga
Talkin' down on gang, huh
Put 'em in that trash, nigga

Put 'em in that trash, nigga, like a bag
With that draco, I get busy, bet he gon' run when I flash
Catch a opp, we leave his body in that grass
Heard he pillowtalkin' just to f*ck these hoes, boy, you a fag

"Is you gon' punch on 'em today?" Boy, I'm like, "Maybe"
Catch a opp out with his grandma, beat the f*ck out that old lady

Beat the f*ck out that old bitch
Twinsay tryna swing that stick
All that shit take is one call, I get you robbed up out yo' blick

3-O8's, f*ckin' up his hat
Nigga try to spin on us then he won't make it back

Don't even run, la' bro
Don't get hit up in yo' back
I thought you was a killer? I seen you, you ran track