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Okay ya did it, okay ya did it
They way you mixed this cup I damn near lifted
Told me give it up told that bitch you trippin
I keep on sippin
I keep on sippin
And sippin
I'm gun gripping I'm kshubi dripping
Im drippin
I told that bitch don't want the tea, I just poured up in Lipton
Foreign bitch, stay at the Hilton, London Tipton
Don't even ask her what's her name, just call her Paris Hilton
I'm black on black, the helmet lang & sleep in true religion
I fucked a bitch and made her sang, then switch her new edition
She hit my phone and said I'm strange, but I ain't even trippin
But I ain't even trippin
She hit my phone and said I'm strange, but I ain't even trippin
I ain't trippin' at all
I got family to feed, I got jays by my crib
Just to go back what you said, yes, it's strange how I live
I pour up like everyday, I just bought another seal
But this shit ain't that freewheel, I done watched that boy get killed
I done watched some shit get spilled, so don't talk about shit for real
You can't tell me what's the deal, you can't tell me how to live
I done sat inside that cell for shit I did and I ain't squeal
Boy I can't tell nothin', boy I can't tell nothin
She see my bag goin' up, she want Chanel stuff
He said he want that shit this week, I'm tryna mail some
That weed so loud, our COVID mask can't even smell nothin
You can take that shit around the world, but your ass can do Pharell numbers
We can perpetrate, but this the real shit
I pour up real cups, this bitch got mule kick
We cashin' out on everything, but we don't steal shit
Unless I steal your bitch, boy that's my favorite shit
That shit like a magic trick
Just bought some coin and still sippin' wok, you know I had to mix
I pour this shit in a Minute Maid, this shit here look like Trish
Okay, you did it, okay, you did it
The way you mix this cup, i damn near lifted
Told me give it up, told that bitch you trippin
I keep on sippin', I keep on sippin', I'm sippin
I'm gun grippin', I'm Ksubi drippin', I'm drippin
I told that bitch don't want the tea, I just poured up in Lipton
Foreign bitch, stay at the Hilton, London Tipton
Don't even ask her what's her name, just call her Paris, it's him
I black on black, the helmet lang', and sleep in true religion
I fucked a bitch and made her sang & switch her new edition
She hit my phone and said I'm strange, but I ain't even trippin
But I ain't even trippin
I ain't even trippin
I ain't even trippin
I ain't even trippin