lirik lagu baglife tee & ysr gramz – trippin’
[intro]
(ayy, p, this go crazy)
[verse 1]
i’ll get to trippin’ ’round this b~tch like i lost my mind
i’m tryna catch the same juggs like eight more times
if i shoot you with this ar, it’ll break your spine
lil’ bro, the bag touched, just take out five
i be talkin’ crazy on these beats, call it exercise
wanna see me in your video, i need an extra five
i’m ’bout to run up five or ten bands, i can’t go outside
you can do anything you want, just don’t waste my time
[verse 2]
we the only n~ggas up in flint that ain’t f~ckin’ signed
i can buy a whole f~ckin’ ‘bow and sell this sh~t in dimes
brodie on lebeau with a ‘bow, he just made a dime
i just spent a dub on my neck, it was made to shine
pour a one in a cream soda, he need three more lines
brodie doin’ time in the feds, i’m yellin’ free my slime
like a skateboarder doin’ tricks, i’m always on the grind
told your b~tch come and suck this d~ck and she was right on time
[verse 3]
shootin’ moves ’round this b~tch, i don’t need no help
i don’t f~ck with y’all n~ggas, i think you 12
bag came at six, it was gone by twelve
when i seen my first brick, i was only twelve
i’ll get to trippin’ ’round this b~tch like baby mamas
taliban gang k!ll for me like my name osama
gramz showed me a new scheme, we gon’ rape the market
baglife tee got gas, he keep on fartin’
[interlude]
yeah, baglife, b~tch
ysr sh~t
gang gang
lsp forever
ross, n~gga
driveway baby, ysr sh~t
ysr dee rich, top shotta
[verse 4: driveway baby]
get to trippin’ ’round this b~tch like i’m john doe
bro keep a lil’ glock 9 like he rondo
in another state trappin’, boolin’ in a condo
where you get this cookie, quavis? this the bomb, bro
i done swiped so many stores, feds tryna cook me
your mans ratted on a murder, they still tryna book him
on the yard, dee rich was a big bully
he on papers, but he still keep a f~ckin’ fully
r.i.p. g, can’t believe these p~ssy n~ggas took him
[verse 5: ysr dee rich]
if bro tell me get him, then i gotta get him
bro got h~lla ‘bows, he got two or three in the ceiling
tee get higher than the sky, he ain’t got no feeling
k!ll him and his mans, i don’t leave no witness
i’m the ghost around this b~tch, b~tch, i got the power
bro got good weed and dog and good powder
bro told me don’t shoot and i still shot him
quavis said don’t rob him, but i still robbed him
me and bro back to back, batman and robin
what the f~ck is a goon to a f~ckin’ goblin?
f~ck a rapper n~gga b~tch, now he want some problems
[outro]
(ayy, p, this go crazy)
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