Bobby Shmurda
Cartier Lens
[Intro]
Trippin', n***a
Trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin', n***a
Trippin', n***a
Trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin'
I've been trippin', n***a
Trippin', n***a
Yeah, yeah, ayy, grr
Trippin', trippin', gang, n***a
I've been gang, n***a (Gang, gang)
Trippin', trippin', changed, n***a
I've been changed, n***a
Changed, n***a, to the bank, n***a
Stackin' bank, n***a
Stackin' M's, fuck you think, n***a?
Stackin' M's, n***a? (M's)

[Verse 1]
Fuck you think? This Bobby B, I'm out the pens, n***a (Woof)
I thank God first 'fore I count my ends, n***a (Woof)
Had to crawl first 'fore I touched a Bent', n***a ('Fore I touched a bitch)
Yeah, I parked up 'fore a n***a spinned, n***a (Brrtt)
Jump a fence, n***a (Brrtt)
Buss F&N's, n***a (Brrtt)
We ain't from the place where n***as worried 'bout them, n***a (Yuuum)
I shot it at him, homies said I that I was ten n***as (Brrtt)
And I see millions through my Cartier lens, n***a (Ayy)
No time for bitches or these n***as, all pretend, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
You lookin' down, thought you'd be proud, I'm out the trench, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
I bussed it down (Yeah, yeah) for all my n***as in the pens, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
Hopped up out the blue Ferrari, you know that it's him, n***a (Ayy)
Once again, n***a, ayy, and again, n***a, ayy
Spin your block 'til the world fuckin' end, n***a
Fuck the cops, fuck the judge, fuck a pig, n***a
'Cause, bitch, I'm Bod and I'm hot and I'm rich, n***a
(Whole lotta cash, bitch)
[Chorus]
Trippin', n***a
Trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin', n***a
Trippin', n***a (Yeah)
Trippin', trippin' (Ayy), trippin', trippin', n***a (Yeah, go stack a—)
I've been trippin', n***a (Yeah, yeah)
Trippin', n***a
Yeah, yeah, ayy

[Verse 2]
Go stack a bill, n***a (Uh-huh)
No time for bitches or these hoes, this shit get real, n***a (This shit get real)
'Cause I was in there, all alone, all by myself, n***a
Ain't no one to call, my momma broke, ain't got no bail, n***a
Auntie on the phone cryin', "Please, don't go to jail, n***a"
Lock my baby up, they tryin' to get my bitch to tell on n***as
They gave my bro 'bout fifty-three, the other one an L, n***a
Bitch, I been poppin' pills after pills, after pills, n***a
Tryin' to reminisce, all my n***as that ain't here, n***a

[Outro]
Yeah
I've been trippin', homie
Yeah, yeah
I've been, yeah, yeah
Gang, gang, n***a
I've been changed, homie
Gettin' bank, homie
Keep a bag, I've been stackin' M's