Don't Trip (Teenage Werewolf)
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
It's alright! (Nah, for real, talk your shit bruh, tell em how you coming)
It's alright!
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Woah woah (It's alright!)
Tripping on me but it's alright
Tripping on me, shoes untied
Tripping on me, I don't know why
But when the moon comes out at night
And when the truth come into light
I think you gon' need somebody for the night
You say you don't need nobody, that's alright
Oh, you wear my favorite pants
And your favorite shoes
You on your shit, baby
Don't know how you could lose
You in the mix, baby
Don't trip, that shit is cool
You dancing all night in the club, and you waiting on the one for you
But he ain't never there
And he don't never care
You could do better, yeah
She know I got some hoes
She got some questionnaires
She know I got some hoes
I know she well aware
Aye, swerving on the 95
Remind me why I took this ride, hop inside
Waiting on the one for you, I might make my move
Shit, I might break the rules, shit might make the news, shit
It's alright! (Nah, for real, talk your shit bruh, tell em how you coming)
It's alright!
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Woah woah (It's alright!)
Tripping on me but it's alright
Tripping on me, shoes untied
Tripping on me, I don't know why
Hey
We could fuck in the friend zone
Come give me facial
Want green, no racial
Fuck 'bout a label
Lean in my piss too
How am I stable?
Buss down my wrist, can't be out with no skank hoe, right!
And that's life
That's life
You and me, we T and T, aye
Dynamite
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
It's alright! (Nah, for real, talk your shit bruh, tell em how you coming)
It's alright!
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Woah woah (It's alright!)
Tripping on me but it's alright
Tripping on me, shoes untied
Tripping on me, I don't know why
But when the moon comes out at night
And when the truth come into light
I think you gon' need somebody for the night
You say you don't need nobody, that's alright
Oh, you wear my favorite pants
And your favorite shoes
You on your shit, baby
Don't know how you could lose
You in the mix, baby
Don't trip, that shit is cool
You dancing all night in the club, and you waiting on the one for you
But he ain't never there
And he don't never care
You could do better, yeah
She know I got some hoes
She got some questionnaires
She know I got some hoes
I know she well aware
Aye, swerving on the 95
Remind me why I took this ride, hop inside
Waiting on the one for you, I might make my move
Shit, I might break the rules, shit might make the news, shit
It's alright! (Nah, for real, talk your shit bruh, tell em how you coming)
It's alright!
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Oh (Oh)
Woah woah (It's alright!)
Tripping on me but it's alright
Tripping on me, shoes untied
Tripping on me, I don't know why
Hey
We could fuck in the friend zone
Come give me facial
Want green, no racial
Fuck 'bout a label
Lean in my piss too
How am I stable?
Buss down my wrist, can't be out with no skank hoe, right!
And that's life
That's life
You and me, we T and T, aye
Dynamite
Credits
Writer(s): Tory Guapo
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