Pablo Skywalkin - Trippin lyrics

[Verse 1] In the hood with my n***a D-Lo and he tripping Assist them b**hes to the squad call them Scotty Pippin 5 Bands one leg got a n***a limping So many b**hes at my crib think a n***a pimping I'm that guy? Hell yeah I'm that guy! Smoking okie not R Kelly but I touch the sky Go to jail I will never ever ever testify Last time they had a n***a jump I hit the lot It'll be a holiday today if I die But we gon' always get them funds if they ever try So if a n***a die today do not wonder why I'd rather that n***a momma than my momma cry In the mall groupies see me I can't even shop High as hell I just laugh like what can I cop Sike I'm playing I'm just thinking like what did I got? Swear to God I will never cuff no f**ing thot [Hook] f**ing b**hes and their friends say a n***a trippin' Bought it all out the crib they say a n***a trippin' D-Lo got two pistols say that n***a trippin' Got Giuseppes on my feet and I ain't even zip em' Hit the club and them strippers I'ma really tip em' But these b**hes they ain't scared so I can't forget em' And they say a n***a trippin' but I never miss em' And RIP to all my n***as cause I really miss em' [Verse 2] I threw a band at that b**h what you trippin' for? b**h you got them red bottoms on my marble floors Three thousand motherf**er for my front door Two thousand on my bed n***a one more That was three racks That's my loud pack Swear to God I want my big homie Colt back All these hoes taking pictures made a Kodak This my time lil n***a I hope you know that Lil man grab them bands from that fish tank Can you put that okie out? Damn that sh** stank! I'm a small n***a but I keep a big bank Say that I ain't flexing what the f** you think your b**h think God damn! I just got my Louis b**h lets take a picture damn my life is like a movie Nice crib in the burbs with a jacuzzi Chopper blasting man that b**h sounding like an Uzi Fat a** b**h say she got a ghetto booty Oh my God b**h I'm trippin' don't you wanna' do me? Eating calamari pasta I don't f** with sushi I won't even let my n***as eat no roosly doosly I'm sick of Benihanas, vacation Bahamas I think I'm trippin' cause I might f** that n***a mamma Long clip and that b**h look like a f**ing comma I ain't DJ but my n***as all about the drama [Hook] f**ing b**hes and their friends say a n***a trippin' Bought it all out the crib they say a n***a trippin' D-Lo got two pistols say that n***a trippin' Got Giuseppes on my feet and I ain't even zip em' Hit the club and them strippers I'ma really tip em' But these b**hes they ain't scared so I can't forget em' And they say a n***a trippin' but I never miss em' And RIP to all my n***as cause I really miss em'