Antt Beatz - I'm Trippin lyrics

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Antt Beatz - I'm Trippin lyrics

[Verse 1] I was chillin' with my b**h, we was gettin' high as sh** f** around and start trippin', I was thinking about a lick Then I called my twin told him bring the F&N He said he already got it, make sure you bring your friend He say I see you in about ten, we met up at the Coney Seen an old head with a cuban and a rolley n***a run that sh**, you better not make a move He tried to run back up in the Coney with his food I seen my brother shot him, so I shot him too Get that cuban and the rolley, f** it, get the money too I was trippin' hard, f** the white and blue Oh sh** we gotta go, before we end up on the news [Hook] Off a whole gram of molly, and my b**h think I'm trippin' Now I'm clutchin' on my forty, all I can think about is drillin' I hate f** sh**, slap a b**h n***a, k** a snitch n***a, rob a rich n***a I think I'm trippin', I think I'm trippin' [Verse 2] So I called up sosa, he said we about to take off Gotta keep that b**h on me Cause they gonna start hatin' on me So I walked outside with my Mac 10 Some n***as rolled up on me sayin', "Snap you shot my man" So I upped my sh** and let off about ten Then they pulled off, now they got me on ten Hopped up in my sh**, then I peeled up Pull up on them n***as seen they mans bleeding out That's what you get for acting tough You about to end up like your mans Hopped out the whip, blew those n***as like a fan [Hook]

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