Trippin’

[Producer Tag: Viñamata]
Viñamata on the beat bitch

[Refrain: NITNEQ]
Yeah, I chip in
No no slippin'
Yeah, all this lean
That I‘m sippin'
Oh yeah, I dip in
Oh yeah, I tip in
No no rippin'
From now I dig in

[Chorus: NITNEQ]
Nah, I ain‘t trippin'
Nah, I ain‘t trippin'
Bitch, I ain‘t trippin'
Nah, I ain‘t trippin'
Nah, I ain‘t trippin' (woo)
Bitch, I ain‘t trippin'
Hoe, I ain‘t trippin'
Bro, I ain‘t trippin'

[Post-Chorus: NITNEQ]
Look at your life (woo)
Look at my life (woo)
Yeah, look what I do (yeah)
I knew, I was right
Yeah, look at yourself
You look like you twelve
Listen what I say
I don‘t want u to stay
Get out of my way
602 my place

[Verse 1: NITNEQ]
602 my place, yeah yeah
Always the same (brrr)
Don‘t risk to put me in rage
Behind my back my gang (ay)
We get high with the same
Offer for the dexter chain
They please me cause of my fame
They treat me like I‘m the next La Flame
Bitch I ain‘t trippin'
All of my ice is drippin'
Roli on my wrist, its real
Yeah, cash deliverin'
My fingers dislocated of the fingering
She getting wet cause of my whispering (ay)
Fuck any bitch, who said I‘m ignorant
I remember your face, you won‘t fall in oblivion
This is the new testimony
Now you can listen to the bible
Ain‘t no Jesus anymore
Now Yeezus is the idol (right)
They lookin for a church (ay)
Man, pray in the studio
Yeezus won‘t lurch
Now we pray for new gucci though (woo)
Hands on the bible
We praying for new models
I‘m choppin' all these pages
Please, don‘t chop all of my gages (ay)
Looking in the sky
Waitin' for the devil to arrive
Luzifer, Lil Uzi Vert, sauce it up the uzi, (pur)
Don‘t ride on my nerves, they made out of fur
Don‘t enter my side (brrr)
Bitch I’m so cool like Asahd
Last summer I nearly died
Now you can see my radius rise wide
All the times I was awake at night
Thinkin' bout you, yeah thinkin bout shit
Thinkin' bout the idea of us, I guess I like it

[Bridge: NITNEQ]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I guess I like it
Woo, yeah, woo
I guess I like it
Ay, ay, ay
I guess I like it
I guess I like it

[Verse 2: Big Kosure]
Kosure!
216 my place (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch get out my face (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I mean way back
Like I got a disease
Stay back, I don't play that
Look I can tell that you trife
I don't want you, look at my life (ay)
Bitch, you ain't even my type (ay)
Wouldn't even give you the pipe (ay)
But I got to keep it real
Baby you don't fit the bill, better chill
I know that it hurts, but give it time to heal
Got better things to do and bigger shoes to fill (look)
I'm trying to have it all, buy the whole mall fuck and don't call (woah)
That's why I'm trying ball
Always got the bag like I'm Santa Claws (woah)
Hold up, who flyer than us?
They hot, but who got more fire than us?
Even if they smoke gas, they ain't higher than us
But they better at being a liar than us (yeah)
But I ain't trippin'
They say they got the juice, but I ain't sippin'
If she ain't a bad bitch, I ain't tippin'
Guess, I'm on my bullshit, but I ain't pimpin'
Look in the mirror
Yeah, look at yourself
Being a hater is bad for your health
He say 12, I say more like 10
How you looking, you'll fit right in
Daycare drop yo ass off and then take care
Its Big Kosure, nigga

[Verse 3: Sooper]
Ex, thats just another letter to me
Hit her with that A.E., I don't fuck with you
Tell that bitch come ride over to lift my dick up, like inflation
Now that price be too high, so I make her take that uber home
That’s the time for contemplation, always lifted ventilation
Tripping over little things her nickname must be agitation
Got no time for affectation, see you later laceration
Lighten up my medication, ya’ll just dry and boring call it saturation
Never waste a moment every day I gotta focus
In control of my own fate that destiny internal locus
Never listen what they say when time comes all that shit is bogus
Yeah, I Lee way with that round house so I call it hidden lotus
Her ring gonna be iced out, walk in burn the lights out
See me making moves, lil shawty I got all the eyes now
Nobody could take my baby way from me, she mine now
Her burberrys blocking bitches burning eyes, you blind now
Yeah, that shawty mine now
Every time she say she busy lying, she at my house
Fuck me like she mad now
Hop up in the foreign, put a 100 on the dash now
I just want the money something everybody ask how
I don’t ask for hand outs
Steady milking cash cow
Stackin' everyday, lil baby grew a calf now
Try to take my money, lil homie take your ass out
Leave you not breathing unconcious, you just passed out
Ooh call it hidden lotus, Rasengan don’t go unnoticed
Ninja art, no hocus pocus
Curbstomp bitches like they locust, y’all tripping