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lirik lagu young xaeser feat. elyy - trippin

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went to the store, bought me some guns (bought me some guns)
opps be f~ckin around my n~ggas gon′ have some fun (have some fun)
the opps think they they run this sh~t

(they don’t) they think they motherf~ckin′ number one
me and elyy boutta catch some motherf~ckin’ bodies
there is some trauma for your motherf~ckin’ mom
if you keep talkin all that sh~t
we gon′ put your bodies in a motherf~ckin′ 6 foot ditch

yo ass trippin, yo ass trippin
yo ass tweakin, yo ass tweakin
yo ass buggin, yo ass tweakin
yeah, buggin
you been motherf~ckin’ buggin

b~b~b~b

yeah roll up to the motherf~ckin′ hood sippin’ lipton
all white air force 1s b~tch i′m drippin
and i could never get caught lackin in my streets
lil b~tch i’m crippin
and if he slip up once or twice we up the mac to his dome
54321 b~tch we gone
and i could never trust a hoe who wanna hang up on the phone
talkin bout′
“hol’ on i’ma call you back” but she ain′t gon′ call me back
if you slap a b~tch, then what you call it? a b~tchslap
this sh~t a marathon lil b~tch i’m on my sixth lap
p~ssy n~gga try to play me, i′ma grip that
rocking prada and celine, dior my kicks hoe i can’t flip that
yeah we catchin′ bodies everyday my choppa is a fishtrap

b~tch why you trippin?
air force 1’s b~tch i′m drippin’
roll up to the motherf~ckin’ hood sippin′ lipton
i could never get caught lackin′ in my streets lil b~tch i’m crippin′
b~tch why you trippin?
air force 1’s b~tch i′m drippin’
roll up to the motherf~ckin′ hood sippin’ lipton
i could never get caught lackin’ in my streets lil b~tch i′m crippin′

yeah run up on that b~tch
run up run up on em’
all you n~ggas ain′t no sh~t (ain’t no sh~t) (what?)
p~ssy n~gga suck my d~ck b~tch, b~tch
is you mad i f~cked your b~tch, boy?
is you mad i took your sh~t? (aye)
is you mad i was selling bricks?
now i′m making cash, spin back cause i’m on they ass
racks like to spread out on my place
this sh~t is f~cking gas
elyy yung kaz boutta′ blow that f~cking cash
lay up off the glass i’ma pass the blunt like magic
got a new patek, yeah this sh~t is tragic
i’ma stay up in my dungeon, it′s a f~cking attic
i take pills to give me conscience i′m a f~cking addict
62 b~tch is crackin’ sh~t will make that static

(i said, b~tch why you trippin?)


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