Trippie Shit (feat. Corey J)

Lil trey trey on some real nigga shit
Back in the booth tryna make a fuckin hit
And I ain't gon stop oh no not a bit
Feelin this got damn beat, it's the shit
Been doin this since a mufuckin kid

Since a mufuckin kid
I've been tryna duck a bid
Me and trey up in here
Bayou thing up in here
No question shoot first
Mind frame up In here
Corey J on tha track
Yeah we run it back to back
On my fuckin last lap
Trey you got it like that

Yeah I got it like that
Or I got it with the Mac
Hit these bitches from the back
With that rata-tat-tat

Dawg you wildin on the track
You vibin on the track
Bayou boy representing
Throw them B's up like that

Throw them B's up like that
Or them C's up like that
It don't matter where you from
It only matters where ya at

Woah, let me switch the flow
I run this shit like mystical
Every single day I'm flipping shit like a reciprocal
Got that intuition and a drive you never seen before
Flow out this world I'm gone C-3PO

Floating in the air
I'm cruising in my space shuttle
Fool over there
I promise he won't say nothing
Rule number one
You betta bring your gun
Cause I'm riding with that choppa
And I shoot this shit for fun
Im really out my top
I'll respect you if you come
Approach me like a man
But you niggas is some chumps



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Writer(s): Clyde Farve Iii
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