[Intro]
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Trippin’ off the (Aight, aight)
Trippin’ off the
Alex (Aight, aight, aight)
Whoa yeah (Aight)
[Chorus]
Trippin’ off the weed ‘cause I gave it to you laced
You was talkin’ shit, now try say it to my face
Yo’ body is not movin’, ain’t no pulse in them veins
I could fuck yo’ bitch any day that I please
Cold world shawty, lemme inside yo’ place
I’ma fuck and dip quick because you got no cheese (Uh, uh)
That time of the month so I told her give me face (Face, face)
Say you got a bag but you lyin’ through those teeth
[Verse 1]
On the beach wit’ a freak
Countin’ up all of these G’s
Hold a stick, blow my dick
Bitch you know I’m the chief
Resurrect, manifest
VETEMENTS logos on my jeans
I’m a pimp, I’m a thief
Still drippin’ like a leak
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah you talk but you not even one of those things
Useless crucifix won’t save yo’ ass from me
IRL you a L and you actin’ like a fiend
Money stack, that’s a fact
I stay dolo, fuck a team mane
[Chorus]
Trippin’ off the weed ‘cause I gave it to you laced (Laced, laced, laced)
You was talkin’ shit, now try say it to my face
Yo’ body is not movin’, ain’t no pulse in them veins
I could fuck yo’ bitch any day that I please
Cold world shawty, lemme inside yo’ place
I’ma fuck and dip quick because you got no cheese
That time of the month so I told her give me face
Say you got a bag but you lyin’ through those teeth (Uh, uh)
[Verse 2]
Wintertime, I’m a cold motherfucker, raw
Tryna chew me up but I’m bleedin’ in them jaws
Lights off, walk up in the party breakin’ laws
I don’t give a fuck and neither should y’all
He on chump change, fallin’ so in love with them thots
Ran through, only language she speak is cock
Send a S.O.S., shawty Suckin’ On the Spot
Really call a hunnid dolla jug a jackpot no, no
[Chorus]
Trippin’ off the weed ‘cause I gave it to you laced
You was talkin’ shit, now try say it to my face
Yo’ body is not movin’, ain’t no pulse in them veins
I could fuck yo’ bitch any day that I please
Cold world shawty, lemme inside yo’ place
I’ma fuck and dip quick because you got no cheese
That time of the month so I told her give me face
Say you got a bag but you lyin’ through those teeth, wait
[Outro]
Alex
S.O.S. was written by Alex From Earth.
S.O.S. was produced by Alex From Earth.