[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)
Why would I trip if my shoes tied?

[Verse 1]
Why would I trip if my shoes tied?
I'm tryna run it up, man, you n***as goin’ live
Don't want that n***a dead, man, I want that n***a 'live
Yeah, B, I got you, I’ma take 'em for a ride
All my n***as slimes, we gon' make the opps cry
I don't give a fuck, man, I pray the opps die
I'm drippin' in VLONE, don't got no friends, don't ask me why
You need a cap on in your raps, you always lyin’

[Chorus]
I gotta run it up, man, I got too many reasons
My dog head fucked up, he steady fightin’ demons
You lookin' for a n***a, bitch, you really need Jesus
Bro got that punch work, man, he got so many pieces
I gotta run it up, man, I got too many reasons
My dog head fucked up, he steady fightin’ demons
You lookin' for a n***a, bitch, you really need Jesus
Bro got that punch work, man, he got so many pieces

[Verse 2]
You gotta watch these bitches, man, these bitches out here leechin'
Michael Jackson bad, man, you bitches better beat it
I don't fuck with rappers, I don’t do too many features
You got that gun for nothin', you don't even really need it
I think we got one, coach, I don't hear that n***a breathin'
Don't make me grab that AR, man, that bitch'll get to singin'
Fuck her one night, then her number get deleted
Gelato got me high, man, I think I got a fever
Bro servin' white like Justin Bieber
You goin' through her phone, lil' n***a, you a creeper
Buy five or more, then the price gets cheaper
My plug got them 'bows and a n***a name is Peter
That chopper get to singin' and I wouldn't wanna meet her
N***a, you broke and I wouldn't wanna be you
Put the guns down, lil' n***a, we gon' beat you
If it's smoke on the floor, then I'm callin' all my demons
If it's smoke on the floor, then I'm callin' all my demons