Don’t Trip lyrics

[Intro: Lil Buckss]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Go, f*ck a go, go
Go, ayy, go, ayy
Don't make the wrong move

[Verse 1: Lil Buckss & YungLiV]
Don't make the wrong move, we gon' you turn into a vic'
Can't nobody help you when you screaming out you hit
It's a gunfight, why you balling up your fist?
That's how your man died, you don't wanna be like him
Who that talking sh*t? The same n*gga that we hit
The same n*gga that was yelling, screaming like a b*tch
Hanging out that window, we gon' do him like Ricky
Somebody gon' die when we sleeping in that tent
Hurt yourself, I don't get cooked, why you serving?
I just start shooting, n*gga, I don't get nervous
He going in and out, that n*gga eyes getting blurred
That ten milli' go to work, they hit his head, [?]
Rolling up the 'Za, broski rolling up the 'Za
Five n*ggas shot, broski get me high five
Caught his stupid ass loafing on that nine side
Caught his stupid ass, hit him in his blind side
Execution style, we don't do no drive-bys
Fabe caught a body, laughing at him, haha
Laughing at him, haha, laughing at him, haha
He said, 3 caught a body, laughing at him, haha
[Verse 2: YungLiV & Lil Buckss]
Bending blocks, hopping out on every corner
Your man keep tryna diss without a gun, get him in order
These n*ggas cap, don't diss Snipe
Like we won't send sh*t to the morgue
They claim they sliding and getting back about lil' shh
But they ain't been on it
He couldn't make home from school
I heard one of them hitters got up on him
I know Benji get impatient when is time to get sh*t going
If I put switch on this b*tch when he run off he still a goner
Lil' thot b*tch, known for give los on them opponents
When this X drop, I won't get tired when we get on him (Damn, you talking like that?)
n*gga dropped his gun when we got closer opening fire
I'm a real street n*gga, if they grip me then I'm lying
It will be a cold day in hell before I leave without that iron
But a n*gga disrespect me, we gon' make the city quiet

[Verse 3: Lil Buckss]
Sko said he rolling up the Baz, let me hit that
n*gga shooting with his eyes closed with his b*tch ass
I ain't worried about it 'cause I know we gon' get back
n*ggas running down and still ain't get lick back
He ain't see that blueberry beam, that's on him
Four n*ggas in that Honda, we about to spin
Ooh, they said he paralysed, he won't walk again
Play your reviews because them bullets go through tint
He is not a spinner, boy, you just a pretender
You started drilling in 2021, you is a beginner
That b*tch you f*cking with sucked my di*k, I know you kissed her
I feel bad for that lil' boy, they turned his head to a sticker
[Verse 4: YungLiV]
I got my gun and I ain't waiting, we approaching any situation
The opps be cliquing up together, when we slide ain't no graves
My lil' homie had got shot then we put n*ggas on the pavement
When I get closer, a n*gga drop but ain't no probably, is a maybe
This lil' one b*tch got the drop, I told her give it and stop playing