[Chorus: Lil Travieso]
Tripping in my hood?
Yeah right, you must be burnt out
Take the wrong turn in the turf, and get burned down
He didn't listen, gunshot's, bet he heard now
Never chase a bitch, on the hood that shit's burned out
Tripping in my hood?
Yeah right, you must be burnt out
Take the wrong turn in the turf, and get burned down
He didn't listen, gunshot's, bet he heard now
Never chase a bitch, on the hood that shit's burned out

[Verse 1: Lil Travieso]
Sharpshooters, when we shooting
Just know, we shooting buckets
Trece in my Glock, empty it and hit at least a dozen
In the Parkside, I'm never lacking, so I'm always clutching
I ain't dropped in a minute, I'm too busy thuging
Everybody in the springs, know just how we coming
Already touched a 50 ball, now I'm chasing to a 100
Rap about gangbanging, getting money, 'cause I've really done it
Still tripping on the opps ese, 'cause it's never 'nun
Black rag .40 on my waist, when I'm out hunting
Buster didn't listen 'till he heard all those Glocks dumping
Now he's rolled in a dutch, where's he's off puffing
Parkside Gang most hated, but ain't never confronted
Lil homies put you 6 feet deep in a dungeon
It's a P thang, it's on my face 'cause I'm really from it
Never switch up over bucks, it's loyalty over money
Tripping in my hood?
Good luck you fucking crash dummy
[Chorus: Lil Travieso]
Tripping in my hood?
Yeah right, you must be burnt out
Take the wrong turn in the turf, and get burned down
He didn't listen, gunshot's, bet he heard now
Never chase a bitch, on the hood that shit's burned out
Tripping in my hood?
Yeah right, you must be burnt out
Take the wrong turn in the turf, and get burned down
He didn't listen, gunshot's, bet he heard now
Never chase a bitch, on the hood that shit's burned out

[Verse 2: Bankbro 323]
Yeah shooter's on go, so it's an ugly night
Anybody wanna play with us, we up double pipe
We been playing with this shit, its an ugly life
4th quarter put me in, I'm 'finna play it right
Trip shit, yeah I got it until the end
Playing with this shit, I just want the n***a dead
We doubled up on blocks, got my n***a's to the end
Playing with this shit, bitch we playing just to win
I told God yeah, forgive me for my sins
Tryna take my life, but I'm built just to win
I double up, I hit the backdoor on gang
They try the backdoor, left these n***a's cry in the rain
Look
Hit shit, yeah baby I'm up on blocks
Play with us, up on the game you'll get knocked
Trying to double up this shit, fuck the chop
Yeah pass me the .30, I'm giving all these n***a's knocked
Look
On the gang, on the set these n***a's burnt out
They all snitch on the gang, these n***a's turned down
PC boys, n***a get the fuck out
I'm killing all these n***a's on the hood, these n***a's turned down
Told these n***a's that it's TraviWorld until the end
Play with us, we Roc City yeah these n***a's dead
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Double up on lead
Play with us, we did it for the block
And these n***a's dead