I'm Not Tripping

Ay, i'm not trippin Got me out spinnin Ay, i'm not trippin Got me out spinnin That bih got back Gon eat her like snack New flow, im on crack No bih, i don't slack Counting racks on racks Stack a stack upon stack Run up on him like track No, i'm never going back Fetti on fetti No im not ready Shoutout cash carti man, i seen him on the tele Go extended with the jump, who was ready? F*ck it, move steady Bitch, im in the jetty Fuckin on a baddie Remember chasing all these highs now, i'm living on a high Tryna keep the peace All these boys crease Stuntin on them in my fleece No i don't sleep I don't wan repeat, all the lies all the things i gotta die No point check my phone i know its no reply Keep it up i'm on the side all the time Man that girl so frigid man she shy Talking like she do me but she cry What the f*ck you mean when you would die?