[Intro: TrDee]
(RJ always trippin', man, RJ always trippin', man)
Yop

[Verse: TrDee]
Tag teamin' hoes, me and RJ trippin'
Damn, I'm sick they hit you with the boof 'cause you ain't know the difference
Bro, you grown as hell, how you ain't got no chicken?
Oh, I think you know why, 'cause you still worried 'bout them bitches
Only thing I worry about is shit goin' back to how it was
Hit it last minute at the buzzer, feel like Jalen Suggs
I ain't tryna talk to you 'bout prices, take me to the plug
N***as tryna cross me, man, I'm startin' to run low on love
Runnin' low on pape', I know y'all n***as need a loan
Cut into my bitch like, "Don't you see me on the phone?"
Gotta keep it on me, they'll love to see me gone
Goddamn, this bitch so bad and she ain't doin' nothin' wrong
Doin' all that workin' out and got hit with the Glockiana
Caught a package early, mailman had to see me in pajamas
Got somеthing to solve it, let me know if your ass got a problеm
Only got the neck from your lil' bitch 'cause I ain't have a condom
Only time we ever link is after dark
Yeah, I used to ride the bench, but now I start
You switched up, caught me ballin' on your mans
Slide on his party, I can't wait to ruin plans
I was with my bitch and had to act like I ain't know her
It was [?], bae might fuck around and blow her
Now I understand why Sosa hated bein' sober
Been down and up, life just like a rollercoaster
Locked in like this game seven or a Super Bowl
Couple L's got me tougher than a Tootsie Roll
First of all, how you a demon and ain't got no pole?
Ridin' with the reaper, like a freak, he'll snatch your soul
Don't think that he do what he say, he a cap-a-holic
She was throwin' it, but I ain't know, I really wish I caught it
Ooh, your face so pretty, I just wanna paint it like an artist
I don't really care 'bout what they say 'cause I'ma shit regardless