Don't Trip

You aint got capacity so get up out my phone

Girl you got audacity - I do this shit alone

Since you wanna rap wit me- i put it in a song

Its lookin like a tragedy- atleast we get along

That smile in your face- and the curve in your hip.

I felt love once and it tastes like your lips.

But how will i know that these feelings are legit

Cus any moment any one both of us can fuckin quit

Cus i'm a runningback,
With the hoes I run it back
i'm the anchor leg cus I bolt on the track.
And when i'm gone -
I'm the piece that they lack,
What do it take to find peace and be black.
How much money and how many clothes,
Need 4-5-6-7-8 different hoes.
Niggas best friends be turning into foes.
Still the only nigga that stand ten toes

West side story, drink champ like nori,
Make it hard for the shawties to ignore me,
We bout to turn up girl aint no snoring,
You don't like them Other sucka niggas fuckin boring

She want that old thing back,
She need her back to crack while im pulling on her tracks,
I give her what she needs,
She bendin on her knees,
If we keep fuckin we'll have a family to feed,
No kids today- her body her choice.
She said she wasn't ready and i felt in her voice.
So got plan A-
Plan B for the birds,
Remember when birds was the muhfuckin word,
Then i smartened up engineer ass nerd
stop playing games and listen to these words

A niggai keep it real,
A nigga pay the bill,
Why you pump fake- girl you know i pay for meals.
A nigga keep the vibes, and the playlist stay chill.
401k pray im sittin on a mill

On my phone all day-hopin you hit me back.
Should I double text or should spit it in a rap.
You spoke to my soul really got me in a trap.
And that's that, time to stop all the cap

My friends get married and that shit rlly hit,
Your day is coming soon young man don't trip

Dont trip



Credits
Writer(s): Corbin Bethurem
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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