Trip
[Intro]
Tss, shh, hello?
What's the motion, twin?
What's up, girl?
I ain't on nothin', I'm in the studio right now
Well, I'ma just call you from my other phone, I'm on the way to work
Alright, bet, hit me back
Bye
Alright
[Verse 1]
Uh, money call, I go and get it
What's the motion, twin? Shit, I'm out here in your city
How the fuck you want it? Play with me, we goin' to get it
Mm, mm-mm
Pop out ridin', lookin' for n***as all day, you would think they ran away
I poured the bin to the face, but couldn't convince KD to stay
Before you leave that Choppa house, grab the Drac' out the fireplace
Tryna duck and dodge the National Guards, them bitches done burned up all I raised
Bumped down the backstreet by myself, them n***as was fakin' dead on the pavement
Talked to my brother the other day, he think I don't realize I made it
"You ain't a robber no more, you famous, stop killin', but still stay dangerous"
He ain't tellin' a n***a nothin' wrong, same time he foreign to gangbangin'
Might take his advice when these last four n***as get spray-painted
My headlights off, I'm watchin' the rearview mirror, I ain't goin' for nathan, n***a
Can't get this far fakin', n***a, I done missed backends for stakin'
N***a, don't throw no gun out the car when I'm high-speed, sit back, be patient
[Chorus]
First I chunk a prayer to God, I'm in too deep for real
Shit broke my heart, my baby CEO turned over my elders
In Memphis, we trip hard, so choose a side 'fore you get nailed
N***a, I'm CMO to death
Choppa Gang, that's to death, lil' n***a
We no longer say "opps," lil' bitch, your ass a trip
Hey, I really spun through Kansas Court and left blood on some Crips
Put a K after EBG, they whole gang got killed
Say first I scream, "Fuck the trips," then you scream, "Fuck the trips," blrrrd
Chunk a prayer to God, I'm in too deep for real
Shit broke my heart, my baby CEO turned over my elders
In Memphis, we trip hard, so choose a side 'fore you get nailed
N***a, I'm CMO to death
Choppa Gang, that's to death, lil' n***a
We no longer say "opps," lil' bitch, your ass a trip
Hey, I really spun through Kansas Court and left blood on some Crips
Put a K after EBG, they whole gang got killed
Say first I scream, "Fuck the trips," then you scream, "Fuck the trips," blrrrd
[Verse 2]
You ain't no opp, your lil' broke ass a trip, bitch, shut up 'fore I trip
My lil' set-up bitch a trip, these 7.62s trip your whip
Free Backdoor, he CMO and he 60, long live Nip
Brand-new Ferrari, I wrap my Richard Mille around the steerin' wheel
We come from not havin' power steerin' fluid, ridin' in a Kia
In my city, gettin' money cool, but you get spunked up when you kill
I was on the same shit in the pen', never tote a floater, everything steel, n***a
Rockin' jewels, level seven max, stand up and eat, n***a, be for real, n***a
[Outro]
In the chow hall with them bushes, n***a, we dare a n***a to push up and do what, n***a?
And everything steel, like I said, n***a, through my celly wheelchair, n***a
These n***as don't know how to move in this shit, n***a
I don't gotta go to no chow hall to eat, eat, n***a, everything come to me, n***a
I ain't never missed or ran out of commissary my whole bid, n***a
I eat OM trays and shit, n***a, officer meals, n***a, I eat what the police eat, n***a
Told you n***as when I said, man, I was motherfuckin' JAŸ-Z in the feds, n***a, I lied, n***a, I meant to say Bumpy Johnson, n***a
Can't no foot soldiers tell no n***a like me of my caliber for to stand up and do what?
Man, stop playin' with me, n***a
That's an automatic lockdown, bagged lunches and helicopter rides for everybody playin' with a n***a like me like that, n***a
I'm the face of the car everywhere I go, n***a, I done real-deal turned down slots and yards and shit, n***a, I don't want that shit, n***a
I'm who I am on the streets, n***a, and in jail, n***a
I done made a lot of these n***as comfortable in this shit, n***a, I done crawled my time, so a lot of Memphis n***as could fly, n***a
I stamp that, n***a, I own real estate in this shit, TV, cells, and tables, n***a, I done took shit, so you n***as can be comfortable, n***a
You don't play with no n***a like me, like, n***a, no, no made n***a, n***a, fuck is wrong with you, n***a?
Only fuck with n***as who got slots or n***as of, of my caliber, n***a
Go get your big homie, n***a, let me talk to a n***a over your car, n***a
N***a, I'm type of n***a make your own car blow you up, n***a, ask about me, n***a
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, brewster-ass n***a?
N***as ain't tapped in for real, n***a got no real-deal pen' connection, n***a, you n***as ain't in that field for real or that deep in this shit, n***a
Leave that shit alone to the n***as that's jailed and let these n***as do they time, cuh
Keep your n***as' mouth off a lot of shit, you n***as put y'all mouth on too much shit, n***a
Shut the fuck up, if you been through that shit for real, you know
In there, if you would've seen somethin', you'd keep quiet and keep it movin', n***a, do the same on the streets
Brewster-ass n***as, man
Tss, shh, hello?
What's the motion, twin?
What's up, girl?
I ain't on nothin', I'm in the studio right now
Well, I'ma just call you from my other phone, I'm on the way to work
Alright, bet, hit me back
Bye
Alright
[Verse 1]
Uh, money call, I go and get it
What's the motion, twin? Shit, I'm out here in your city
How the fuck you want it? Play with me, we goin' to get it
Mm, mm-mm
Pop out ridin', lookin' for n***as all day, you would think they ran away
I poured the bin to the face, but couldn't convince KD to stay
Before you leave that Choppa house, grab the Drac' out the fireplace
Tryna duck and dodge the National Guards, them bitches done burned up all I raised
Bumped down the backstreet by myself, them n***as was fakin' dead on the pavement
Talked to my brother the other day, he think I don't realize I made it
"You ain't a robber no more, you famous, stop killin', but still stay dangerous"
He ain't tellin' a n***a nothin' wrong, same time he foreign to gangbangin'
Might take his advice when these last four n***as get spray-painted
My headlights off, I'm watchin' the rearview mirror, I ain't goin' for nathan, n***a
Can't get this far fakin', n***a, I done missed backends for stakin'
N***a, don't throw no gun out the car when I'm high-speed, sit back, be patient
[Chorus]
First I chunk a prayer to God, I'm in too deep for real
Shit broke my heart, my baby CEO turned over my elders
In Memphis, we trip hard, so choose a side 'fore you get nailed
N***a, I'm CMO to death
Choppa Gang, that's to death, lil' n***a
We no longer say "opps," lil' bitch, your ass a trip
Hey, I really spun through Kansas Court and left blood on some Crips
Put a K after EBG, they whole gang got killed
Say first I scream, "Fuck the trips," then you scream, "Fuck the trips," blrrrd
Chunk a prayer to God, I'm in too deep for real
Shit broke my heart, my baby CEO turned over my elders
In Memphis, we trip hard, so choose a side 'fore you get nailed
N***a, I'm CMO to death
Choppa Gang, that's to death, lil' n***a
We no longer say "opps," lil' bitch, your ass a trip
Hey, I really spun through Kansas Court and left blood on some Crips
Put a K after EBG, they whole gang got killed
Say first I scream, "Fuck the trips," then you scream, "Fuck the trips," blrrrd
[Verse 2]
You ain't no opp, your lil' broke ass a trip, bitch, shut up 'fore I trip
My lil' set-up bitch a trip, these 7.62s trip your whip
Free Backdoor, he CMO and he 60, long live Nip
Brand-new Ferrari, I wrap my Richard Mille around the steerin' wheel
We come from not havin' power steerin' fluid, ridin' in a Kia
In my city, gettin' money cool, but you get spunked up when you kill
I was on the same shit in the pen', never tote a floater, everything steel, n***a
Rockin' jewels, level seven max, stand up and eat, n***a, be for real, n***a
[Outro]
In the chow hall with them bushes, n***a, we dare a n***a to push up and do what, n***a?
And everything steel, like I said, n***a, through my celly wheelchair, n***a
These n***as don't know how to move in this shit, n***a
I don't gotta go to no chow hall to eat, eat, n***a, everything come to me, n***a
I ain't never missed or ran out of commissary my whole bid, n***a
I eat OM trays and shit, n***a, officer meals, n***a, I eat what the police eat, n***a
Told you n***as when I said, man, I was motherfuckin' JAŸ-Z in the feds, n***a, I lied, n***a, I meant to say Bumpy Johnson, n***a
Can't no foot soldiers tell no n***a like me of my caliber for to stand up and do what?
Man, stop playin' with me, n***a
That's an automatic lockdown, bagged lunches and helicopter rides for everybody playin' with a n***a like me like that, n***a
I'm the face of the car everywhere I go, n***a, I done real-deal turned down slots and yards and shit, n***a, I don't want that shit, n***a
I'm who I am on the streets, n***a, and in jail, n***a
I done made a lot of these n***as comfortable in this shit, n***a, I done crawled my time, so a lot of Memphis n***as could fly, n***a
I stamp that, n***a, I own real estate in this shit, TV, cells, and tables, n***a, I done took shit, so you n***as can be comfortable, n***a
You don't play with no n***a like me, like, n***a, no, no made n***a, n***a, fuck is wrong with you, n***a?
Only fuck with n***as who got slots or n***as of, of my caliber, n***a
Go get your big homie, n***a, let me talk to a n***a over your car, n***a
N***a, I'm type of n***a make your own car blow you up, n***a, ask about me, n***a
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, brewster-ass n***a?
N***as ain't tapped in for real, n***a got no real-deal pen' connection, n***a, you n***as ain't in that field for real or that deep in this shit, n***a
Leave that shit alone to the n***as that's jailed and let these n***as do they time, cuh
Keep your n***as' mouth off a lot of shit, you n***as put y'all mouth on too much shit, n***a
Shut the fuck up, if you been through that shit for real, you know
In there, if you would've seen somethin', you'd keep quiet and keep it movin', n***a, do the same on the streets
Brewster-ass n***as, man