Trippin'

Why you always Trippin' Why you always Trippin' I got what you need Bitch just look at me I'm smoking all this weed Why you always Trippin' I got whatever you need The money, the green just hit me, so why are you Trippin' I don't even f*ck with the fiends If they talking to me it's bout business, I'm not even Trippin' When I'm shooting my shot I don't miss like I'm Scotty These hoes going crazy, they all start Trippin' But I already got me a girl and she wifey material I'm making that baby my mission I just went an payed my dues back, hold on check the news Jack I told y'all I'm gon' do that, look at all these blue stacks Ugh, I'm doing well and I'm not gonna front it You say it's a facade but that just your assumption Making bag after bag, selling out every function Why the hell are you Trippin' yet, you ain't seen nothing In my low, low, low with my bullet proof vest Imma go, go, go, show 'em what I do best Sending them shots straight through your chest Getting perfect scores on every single test Why are you hating on me but now that I'm next But while you Trippin' bout it I'm signing my checks Aye I'm really not tryna be mean cause you know that ain't even me (Ugh, Yeah) But I'm just a cocky lil teen, addicted to money and weed (Ugh, Yeah) I keep on out smoking you feinds, that's why they call me the King (Kush, Yeah) These bitches keep talking to me, all of these bitches love me (Ugh, Yeah) Whenever I'm poppin' its only an acid, it's never a bean But don't get it twisted, when I pop outside to your party You know that I'm strapped with a beam Then I go and preform to a crowd with a sold out show Bet y'all gon' hear their screams Get geeked out off of the molly Whatever you on but everybody gonna sing Why you always Trippin' I got whatever you need The money, the green just hit me, so why are you Trippin' I don't even f*ck with the fiends If they talking to me its bout business, I'm not even Trippin' When I'm shooting my shot I don't miss like I'm Scotty These hoes going crazy, they all start Trippin' But I already got me a girl and she wifey material I'm making that baby my mission I just went an payed my dues back, hold on check the news Jack I told y'all I'm gon' do that, look at all these blue stacks Ugh, I'm doing well and I'm not gonna front it You say it's a facade but that just your assumption Making bag after bag, selling out every function Why the hell are you Trippin' yet, you ain't seen nothing In the studio making these songs Boosting my status, you know what I'm on I'm giving the game a new style and sound for real cause ain't nobody got their own Surpassing these rappers with everything that I been doing, while sitting chilling on my throne Clutching a Smith and Wesson any second I'll prove like this choppa, my heart made of chrome Yeah, you think my bars are clever (Huh) I make this shit off the dome Yeah, you think that you could do better Dummy, I'm making music at home You hit the studio, spending your money for hours but you can't even make a song But me I just do it so effortlessly, when I hop on a track you know I'm in my zone I go over it one time, two times, three times then it's over with, then I let go It's my time, my time, and my grind is so strong, I can't ever let go So rewind one more time cause I now you ain't know what I'm saying lil bro But I'm tryin' I'm tryin' to show y'all that it's so fucking easy to grow Why you always Trippin' I got whatever you need The money, the green just hit me, so why are you Trippin' I don't even f*ck with the fiends If they talking to me its bout business, I'm not even Trippin' When I'm shooting my shot I don't miss like I'm Scotty These hoes going crazy, they all start Trippin' But I already got me a girl and she wifey material I'm making that baby my mission I just went an payed my dues back, hold on check the news Jack I told y'all I'm gon' do that, look at all these blue stacks Ugh, I'm doing well and I'm not gonna front it You say it's a facade but that just your assumption Making bag after bag, selling out every function Why the hell are you Trippin' yet, you ain't seen nothing