TRIPPIN

[Chorus]
Yæ
Bitch I been feeling like that
I got these two white hoes with me wan get in the backseat
I told this lil bitch get a cab
I′m first in it, first in it
Fuck her, I cap
In person not worse
A motherfucker can't cap
I got these two white hoes with me ain′t talking bout snow bunnies
I'm talking bout that motherfucking cat
Blue Benji's they with me, inside of the bag
I been getting spinach, addicted to cash
Bitch I got this foreign lil hoe
I don′t know what she know
I don′t know if she in it for real
I told this hoe that she tripping
Don't know what she missing
I go to Saks Fifth, blow a bag
Lil bitch I got the dough and the spinach
Motherfucker not missing
If I spend a bag, get it back

[Verse]
I got this clue to strike back like I′m bad
Still keep my cool like I'm running the trap
This shit off the dome and it′s clicking
Motherfucker not tripping
I feel like my badges all maxed
I don't like this hoe and it′s clicking
I'm knowing my distance
I'm knowing that I can′t go back
If I dump this hoe then I′m dipping
I know I ain't tripping
I know Ima run off like track
I got this hoe in the building
A whole other feeling when you finally touching racks
Bro popped a blue pill and I popped an XO
I praying to God this shit ain′t laced with crack
I'm stepping and stepping inside these Margiela′s
That pink lemonade what I feed to the trap
I popped another two beans to my body
It feel like I'm gone, it feel like I′m dead
I think it's gone, it's all in my head
My diamonds on when I go to bed
I think they want me gone, it′s all in the feds
I said my bitch a hoe, I ain′t open that text
My bitch she keep going nuts bout my ex
I got these baskets, fill it up with the X
I got this Codeine, I mix it with X
I popped these four three's, I ain′t feeling the best

[Chorus]
Yæ
Bitch I been feeling like that
I got these two white hoes with me wan get in the backseat
I told this lil bitch get a cab
I′m first in it, first in it
Fuck her, I cap
In person not worse
A motherfucker can't cap
I got these two white hoes with me ain′t talking bout snow bunnies
I'm talking bout that motherfucking cat
Blue Benji's they with me, inside of the bag
I been getting spinach, addicted to cash
Bitch I got this foreign lil hoe
I don′t know what she know
I don′t know if she in it for real
I told this hoe that she tripping
Don't know what she missing
I go to Saks Fifth, blow a bag
Lil bitch I got the dough and the spinach
Motherfucker not missing
If I spend a bag, get it back