Don’t Trip

[Intro]
Glo made that beat?
Haha, Shomii on the beat, you already know we rockin', man

[Verse 1: Nas EBK]
Don't run, don't trip
This .40 gon' hit 'em in his shit
Slide through in the V
Send shots, get low from the D's
Can't go, can't lack
So you know that I'm totin' this strap
I see an opp and this shit go Brrt-at
I'ma just hop out the V and attack, look
And you know that I'm blitzin'
Three Trends hop out, you know that we hittin', look
They like, "Nas, you trippin'"
Me and JO hop out, we shoot, Scottie Pippen, look
And you know I ain't lackin'
I'm on 58 and you know that I'm trappin'
Hollows they hit him, they leave him to fractions
I'm takin' risk and I'm gettin' the back ends
Niggas fake, when I see you, I'm lettin' off seven
DOA, now he on Channel 11
Can't go
See my choppa, it poke through the coat
I see an opp and I'm ready to blow
Leave a nigga right there in thе snow

[Verse 2: Jo Bandz]
Spinnin' in fashion, came through clappin'
Last nigga was put in a casket
Get that nigga, wе gon' spliff that nigga
Stupid lil' nigga should've never been lackin'
Got the .45, yeah, I always move tact'
One wrong move, that's hollows in your back
Try to run up, you get turned to a pack
Fuck all the opps, they died just like Matt (Like, like)
Fuck all the opps, they died just like Matt
I start ballin' like I'm KD
Send shots if they crazy
I'm on the field like a Young Brady
Throwin' shots if they try to play me
Spin the block, never get lazy
Two twin Glocks, named Stacy
Nigga, fuckin' Stacy 'til my hands bleed
Like, damn, nigga tried to play me, like

[Verse 3: Set Da Trend]
'Bout that action, I ain't duckin' smoke
If it's a problem with me, let me know
Niggas dissin', I ain't with the dissin'
I'll slide through, leave your mama missin'
Glock got a dick, watch it get to pissin'
Straight head taps, we ain't with the missin'
Body bag him up, now, he with the fishes (Now he with the fishes)
Two-Three, shots if he think he a soldier
Bitch tryna' kick it like we in a dojo
Don't wanna talk, baby, bend your shit over
I'm in the spot, first nigga movin' iffy he get shot
Brand new Glock, let's get to the testin'
I wanna know who block y'all bendin'?
Mans got hit, y'all ain't learn y'all lesson?
They like, "Set Da Trend, you reckless"
We got chops, them clips extended
How y'all up on the score and y'all dyin'?
Sellin' Dummy, a nigga supplyin'
Said I got hit by a bus, then you lyin'
Dummy got put in a pack, he ain't flyin'
Slide on the Sev, I’m about to set a trend
.45 shots, bitch, I got a vendetta
I'ma keep clickin' 'til he on a stretcher
How you got shot and took it on a hop?
Catch a bunny, put 'em in a box
Oh, he jackin' OY? Then he gettin' shot
Speakin' on JB, is you ready to die?
TY get to flockin', aimin' for your mind
I thought Paco was real, but he was droppin' dimes
Yagi B the demon, you ain't touchin' mine
You ain't touchin' mine (You ain’t touchin’ mine)

[Outro: Set Da Trend]
Nigga, you gon' die