Casey Veggies
Trippin
[Chorus: KAIDONTRAP]
Make the move and I'm gon' gun you down
Went to mama house and found a fifty round, I'm drumming now
[?] is real long, I walk in, smell like a hunnid pounds
Old n***a just turned thirty, he probably get money now
Come on, bro, you trippin'
Orange got me trippin'
Got this bad yellow [?], she tryna get [?] off [?]

[Verse 1: Grand Manner]
She just tryna kick it
Exotic bitch, what you mix with?
All that flavor, yeah
Blessed with [?], yeah
[?] versus [?], yeah, this shit is classy
Catch me out in traffic
Get stretched like elastic
If you trippin', n***a
You know shit get drastic
Like we some mechanics, we all pull up with them tools, fool
Just be cool

[Chorus: KAIDONTRAP & Casey Veggies]
Make the move and I'm gon' gun you down
Went to mama house and found a fifty round, I'm drumming now
[?] is real long, I walk in, smell like a hunnid pounds
Old n***a just turned thirty, he probably get money now (Now)
Come on, bro, you trippin' (Huh)
Orange got me trippin' (Yeah)
Got this bad yellow [?], she tryna get [?] off [?] ([?] off [?])
[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
Yeah, huh
What they do that there?
Trickin' on that ho, you spent your last up on that Louis bag
Came straight from the west, you talkin' gang shit
I ain't new to that
Fell out with my brodie, I just had to get my shooter back
Countin' all these dollars, I been cocky, she gon' do the math
When we pullin' up, swear all the bad ho's be like "who is that?"
When I was down bad and had no bag, tell me where you was at
I can't go, I said the car so fast, I had to do the dash
You a grown ass man, just now tryna get some money
N***a, you the man
Got her goin' [?], n***a, we can make a movie there
I can tell n***as tryna plot
Fuck what they doin', I'm poppin'
A n***a got a mil' in diamonds
[?] got a bitch at the spot
I was in the Maybach reclinin'
Yeah, me and Nip at the top of the top
Think you good, but the n***as gon' find you
Out here tryna being something you're not

[Verse 3: Freddy Solitary]
They ain't playin' round
[?] gunnin' down
Pull up to your town
Pull up wit—
Uh, yeah, pull up with the [?] in the trunk, [?] shit
Yeah, uh, yeah
Drip, drive on my [?] shit
Yeah, uh
Flex on a bitch, uh, yeah
Rockin' them [?], oh, yeah
My shooter don't miss, ooh, yeah
We [?], yeah, oh
That n***a mad, because I fucked on his bitch
223's in a clip, oh, we put that boy in a ditch
[Chorus: KAIDONTRAP]
Make the move and I'm gon' gun you down
Went to mama house and found a fifty round, I'm drumming now
[?] is real long, I walk in, smell like a hunnid pounds
Old n***a just turned thirty, he probably get money now
Come on, bro, you trippin'
Orange got me trippin'
Got this bad yellow [?], she tryna get [?] off [?]