I Be Trippin’ lyrics

[Intro: Derez]
f*ckin' right I be trippin' (2x)

[Verse 1: Derez]
You know what the f*ck that I'm about, Lame n*gga you better quiet down
Better off the sh*t, when she get up off my di*k, but I just call that "ridin' out"
f*cker, you not as pimpin', sucker I'm not convinced yet
Banana peel with a noose trap, I caught you slippin'
Let that motherf*cker breathe, why'd you cut the beat?
Give you n*ggas that work, yo b*tch that business with my company
No strap sittin' on my waist here killer, play there killer, take care n*gga
Like Jason Statham with a code combination, best believe that I'm safe here n*gga
f*ckin' right I be trippin', I don't f*ckin' like what you spittin'
Yeah I'm f*ckin' nice when I'm in it, and I bust and fire at you b*tches
You trynna take your shots, then you'll see how foul I can be
You get the picture, Galaxy 3
Oh yeah, they know I made it, like my name was in the credits
Oh yeah, I know they hate it, You'll get ate if you in my section
I hear em callin' maine, they wanna be the dog
But I ain't Charlamagne, they still wanna see the God

[Hook: Derez]
f*ckin' right I be trippin', f*ck-f*ckin' right I be trippin'
f*ck-f*ckin' right I be trippin', But I don't trip on you b*tches hoe
f*ckin' right I be trippin', f*ck-f*ckin' right I be trippin'
f*ck-f*ckin' right I be trippin', But I don't trip on you n*ggas
I put your b*tch face in my lap, your mixtape in the trash
You f*ckin' right I be trippin', but don't be trippin' off that
I put your b*tch face in my lap, your mixtape in the trash
You f*ckin' right I be trippin', but don't be trippin' off that, hoe

[Verse 2: Derez]
That AZ honey, I'm coolin' man, turn the mic on, I talk the talk
When I come with that flame, you got 2 choices, either walk or flock
I burn a jay, murk a lame, I'm ongoing, you'll turn away
Yo n*ggas all left, but you ain't alright so you'll learn today
She see me when I'm flexin', she askin' all these questions
She said can I have a second? I said "no, what the f*ck?"
She ask why I be trippin', I told her quit her b*tchin'
Then she ask me for a picture, I said "Hurry up"
Yeah, money talks, you gon' need advice, Boy I spit that ether nice
That's how n*ggas get popped, trying to cop the cheaper price
I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles
My karma follow me, I never ask for trouble
Say I got b*tches now, they been there regardless
Told them hoes go get a room, I sent them to Marvin's
Been around for this emo-rap, Emo this, emo that
n*ggas know I've watch the throne, they gon' feel that evil wrath

[Hook: Derez]
f*ckin' right I be trippin', f*ck-f*ckin' right I be trippin'
f*ck-f*ckin' right I be trippin', But I don't trip on you b*tches hoe
f*ckin' right I be trippin', f*ck-f*ckin' right I be trippin'
f*ck-f*ckin' right I be trippin', But I don't trip on you n*ggas
I put your b*tch face in my lap, your mixtape in the trash
You f*ckin' right I be trippin', but don't be trippin' off that
I put your b*tch face in my lap, your mixtape in the trash
You f*ckin' right I be trippin', but don't be trippin' off that, hoe