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lirik lagu cash kidd - we trippin'

[intro: doughboy clay]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n~ggas)
’cause, b~tch, we winnin’
oh
and b~tch, we trendin’

[chorus: doughboy clay]
and b~tch, we winnin’
my n~ggas winnin’, yeah
and b~tch, we trippin’ (b~tch, we trippin’)
now we trendin’, yeah

[verse 1: cash kidd]
ayy
a b~tch got one time to tell me no and she cut off
she say i’m bougie, yeah, that’s how i’m meant to come off (duh)
use that brain on you ‘fore that 40 knock a chunk off, huh
put change on you, they gon’ slide down like gumb~lls
since everybody swipers now, let’s have a punch~off
puttin’ numbers on them cards like a dunk~off
two b~tches fightin’ for my d~ck, call that jumpball
up the burner, make a p~ssy catch it like he f~cked raw
n~ggas know we did that shh, it ain’t unsolved
f’s on, my b~tch bad like she flunked, dawg
whole time was workin’, they thought i was takin’ months off
they call me mr. cut~a~b~tch~off, she got one straw
told the b~tch i’m broke, my son rich, but he stingy
left my instagram page public so my ex can see me
just blew a hundred k, is this a dream? somebody pinch me, huh
keep that four~four on me like wendy

[chorus: doughboy clay & skits]
b~tch, we winnin’ (whole gang in this b~tch, tenth mob what we bang in this b~tch)
my n~ggas winnin’, yeah (’bout a dollar in this b~tch, pop a n~gga like a collar in this b~tch)
and b~tch, we trippin’ (on tip in this b~tch, we don’t trip, whole clip in this b~tch)
now we trendin’, yeah (said she on me in this b~tch, bet she f~ck me like she know me in this b~tch)

[post~chorus: doughboy clay]
we on tip like, “do that sh~t,” yeah
we on tip like, “do that sh~t,” yeah, yeah (uh)

[verse 2: hbk kidd]
talk sh~t, i pull hundreds out my pocket, have a slap~fest
that chopper make a n~gga act right if he act left
my plug call, i turn in my paper like it’s a sat test
that’s your b~tch call, i drown in her p~ssy ’til it’s my last breath
these new days, y’all act like hoes, where y’all adam’s apple?
this 40 really in my hand, i ain’t a battle rapper
b~tch, i’m cruisin’, gettin’ money, i’ma smash you after
and throw you out when i hit, i’ma have to after
money ain’t everything, it’s the the only thing
sh~t, i’m startin’ to feel me and my n~ggas, we the only gang
you don’t see the bottom of the shores when you on the plane
still’ll be a standup n~gga even on a cane (uh)
i ain’t got no feelings, my heart novocaine
that n~gga thought that he was stuntin’ ’til the rover came
you a well~known rat, boy, you owe the game
the more n~ggas ridin’ with you, then that’s more to blame

[chorus: doughboy clay]
b~tch, we winnin’ (b~tch, we winnin’)
my n~ggas winnin’, yeah (my n~ggas winnin’)
and b~tch, we trippin’ (yeah)
now we trendin’, yeah (b~tch, we get that)
we on tip like, “do that sh~t,” yeah (do that sh~t)
we on tip like, “do that sh~t,” yeah, yeah (do that sh~t)

[outro: doughboy clay & skits]
we leave, i got the whole gang in this b~tch, ayy
i told the opps that it’s up in this b~tch, ayy, ayy
and b~tch, we trippin’
whole gang in this b~tch, tenth mob what we bang in this b~tch
said she on me in this b~tch, bet she f~ck me like she know me in this b~tch
’bout a dollar in this b~tch, pop a n~gga like a collar in this b~tch

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