Trip
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Trip lyrics

AlbumAll Eyes on Shiest
Year2026
GenreHip Hop Rap
Original languageEnglish
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Tss, shh, hello? What's the motion, twin? What's up, girl? I ain't on nothin', I'm in the studio right now Well, I'ma just call you from my other phone, I'm on the way to work Alright, bet, hit me back Bye Alright Uh, money call, I go and get it What's the motion, twin? Shit, I'm out here in your city How the fuck you want it? Play with me, we goin' to get it Mm, mm-mm Pop out ridin', lookin' for niggas all day, you would think they ran away I poured the bin to the face, but couldn't convince KD to stay Before you leave that Choppa house, grab the Drac' out the fireplace Tryna duck and dodge the National Guards, them bitches done burned up all I raised Bumped down the backstreet by myself, them niggas was fakin' dead on the pavement Talked to my brother the other day, he think I don't realize I made it You ain't a robber no more, you famous, stop killin', but still stay dangerous He ain't tellin' a nigga nothin' wrong, same time he foreign to gangbangin' Might take his advice when these last four niggas get spray-painted My headlights off, I'm watchin' the rearview mirror, I ain't goin' for nathan, nigga Can't get this far fakin', nigga, I done missed backends for stakin' Nigga, don't throw no gun out the car when I'm high-speed, sit back, be patient First I chunk a prayer to God, I'm in too deep for real Shit broke my heart, my baby CEO turned over my elders In Memphis, we trip hard, so choose a side 'fore you get nailed Nigga, I'm CMO to death Choppa gang, that's to death, lil nigga We no longer say: Opps, lil bitch, your ass a trip Hey, I really spun through Kansas Court and left blood on some Crips Put a K after EBG, they whole gang got killed Say first I scream: Fuck the trips, then you scream: Fuck the trips, blrrd Chunk a prayer to God, I'm in too deep for real Shit broke my heart, my baby CEO turned over my elders In Memphis, we trip hard, so choose a side 'fore you get nailed Nigga, I'm CMO to death Choppa gang, that's to death, lil nigga We no longer say: Opps, lil bitch, your ass a trip Hey, I really spun through Kansas Court and left blood on some Crips Put a K after EBG, they whole gang got killed Say first I scream: Fuck the trips, then you scream: Fuck the trips, blrrd You ain't no opp, your lil broke ass a trip, bitch, shut up 'fore I trip My lil set-up bitch a trip, these 7.62s trip your whip Free Backdoor, he CMO and he 60, long live Nip Brand-new Ferrari, I wrap my Richard Mille around the steerin' wheel We come from not havin' power steerin' fluid, ridin' in a Kia In my city, gettin' money cool, but you get spunked up when you kill I was on the same shit in the pen', never tote a floater, everything steel, nigga Rockin' jewels, level seven max, stand up and eat, nigga, be for real, nigga In the chow hall with them bushes, nigga, we dare a nigga to push up and do what, nigga? And everything steel, like I said, nigga, through my celly wheelchair, nigga These niggas don't know how to move in this shit, nigga I don't gotta go to no chow hall to eat, eat, nigga, everything come to me, nigga I ain't never missed or ran out of commissary my whole bid, nigga I eat OM trays and shit, nigga, officer meals, nigga, I eat what the police eat, nigga Told you niggas when I said, man, I was motherfuckin' JAŸ-Z in the feds, nigga, I lied, nigga, I meant to say Bumpy Johnson, nigga Can't no foot soldiers tell no nigga like me of my caliber for to stand up and do what? Man, stop playin' with me, nigga That's an automatic lockdown, bagged lunches and helicopter rides for everybody playin' with a nigga like me like that, nigga I'm the face of the car everywhere I go, nigga, I done real-deal turned down slots and yards and shit, nigga, I don't want that shit, nigga I'm who I am on the streets, nigga, and in jail, nigga I done made a lot of these niggas comfortable in this shit, nigga, I done crawled my time, so a lot of Memphis niggas could fly, nigga I stamp that, nigga, I own real estate in this shit, TV, cells, and tables, nigga, I done took shit, so you niggas can be comfortable, nigga You don't play with no nigga like me, like, nigga, no, no made nigga, nigga, fuck is wrong with you, nigga? Only fuck with niggas who got slots or niggas of, of my caliber, nigga Go get your big homie, nigga, let me talk to a nigga over your car, nigga Nigga, I'm type of nigga make your own car blow you up, nigga, ask about me, nigga Fuck you talkin' 'bout, brewster-ass nigga? Niggas ain't tapped in for real, nigga got no real-deal pen' connection, nigga, you niggas ain't in that field for real or that deep in this shit, nigga Leave that shit alone to the niggas that's jailed and let these niggas do they time, cuh Keep your niggas' mouth off a lot of shit, you niggas put y'all mouth on too much shit, nigga Shut the fuck up, if you been through that shit for real, you know In there, if you would've seen somethin', you'd keep quiet and keep it movin', nigga, do the same on the streets Brewster-ass niggas, man

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