Fight Me

[Verse 1: Lord Trippy]
I can't tell if you like me or wanna fight me
I heard she wanna smash, just let her man, we do it nightly
Jeepers creepers with the bug ol’ fucking eyes
I can't tell if you like me or wanna fight me
Fight me?
Do you wanna fight me?
I can't tell if you like me or wanna fight me?
Ayy
Is you staring at me ’cause I'm so fucking pretty?
Or do you want these hands pussy-boy c'mon, let's get it
It's not my fault that your bitch is screaming: "Pipe me"
I can't hit that thotty 'cause I heard that pussy spicy

[Verse 2: Journell Pierre]
Oh, I think she like me, in my white tee, and I'm looking icy
Damn, probably why her nigga tryna fight me
Told that boy just do it like its Nike
Bitch it’s only up
But she hit my phone she say she only fuck
I told this bitch okay, okay but first, just suck
Suck up on my nut
Know you feeling down let Journell bring you out this rut
Why do niggas lie? I guess we will never know
Only up and basement yeah we finna shake the floor
Take it to the clouds
Now we look down
Niggas used to laugh now they the ones with the frowns

[Verse 3: Lord Trippy]
Ayy, Journell, is you swinging?
’Cause I'm swinging
Even when I’m ganging
You throw up five
I leave you hanging
This K and a O and a fuck nigga slaying
Cause On the block I'm kakarot (Ooh)
Hit you with a rock (Ooh)
If you is a oop (Ooh)
Kamehameha shot (Ooh)
I'm with the shit too, no blade Yoshimitsu on Tekken
And I'm ’bout that Mortal Mombat rip midsection
Lord Trippy like I had a resurrection
Pride month look like you wanna sex me
Or do you wanna test me?
You gon get D just for thinkin' you can stress me
I'ma blessing