Trippin lyrics

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[Intro: Takeoff]
Ayy, ayy
(Phenom Da Don, n*gga) Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Takeoff]
My b*tch is bad (b*tch)
And she ain't going for that (Nah)
Got every color Birkin bag (Every color)
Just to make them b*tches mad (Mad)
Balmains on her ass, booty so big got to look when she pass (Woah)
I'ma let her drive the Bentley (Bentley)
f*ck it might buy her a Jag' (Jag')
Most of you n*ggas be trippin' (Trippin')
All of you n*ggas be trippin' (Trippin')
My n*gga, what is you sippin'? (What?)
That sh*t gon' f*ck up your kidneys (Lean)
Pop a pint and I come to my senses (Act')
Rich trappers trap in the trenches (Bando)
My hoe she actin' like Catalina, so I sent that b*tch on a mission (b*tch, b*tch)

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
My hoe she actin' like Catalina (Catalina)
pus*y wet, water like Aquafina (Splash)
She the baddest b*tch ain't talking Trina (Bad)
Put that dope in the kitty it's nice to meet ya (Dope)
Migos show, we packin' out arena's (Gang)
Diamonds shining from across the bleachers (Shine)
Feel like Ace Boogie when he left the cleaner, can't see these n*ggas John Cena (No)
Any n*gga want a feature, no disrespect, I'ma pull up with the nina (Bow)
Nina make him do the Macarena, if he comin' up short I'm a clean him (Clean)
I am my brothers keeper, told 'em, "Bye, Felicia", 'cause a n*gga don't need em' (Nah)
After I meet her then treat her and beat her then my n*gga I've gotta leave her (Leave her)
They say the drank is illegal my n*gga well I get it in like it's legal (Activis)
Pimpin' this b*tch she gon bring me the money and di*k and the perc what I feed her
Still trapping off the Nokia (Ayy)
Me, Flippa, 'Set, and Dre gon pour a pint in the liter (Act')
A zip in the two boy you teasin, get around broke n*ggas I get to sneezin' (Takeoff)
[Chorus: Takeoff]
My b*tch is bad (b*tch)
And she ain't going for that (Nah)
Got every color Birkin bag (Every color)
Just to make them b*tches mad (Mad)
Balmains on her ass, booty so big got to look when she pass (Woah)
I'ma let her drive the Bentley (Bentley)
f*ck it might buy her a Jag' (Jag')
Most of you n*ggas be trippin' (Trippin')
All of you n*ggas be trippin' (Trippin')
My n*gga, what is you sippin'? (What?)
That sh*t gon' f*ck up your kidneys (Lean)
Pop a pint and I come to my senses (Act')
Rich trappers trap in the trenches (Bando)
My hoe she actin' like Catalina, so I sent that b*tch on a mission (b*tch, b*tch)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Hol' up gang
Hol' up gang
Hol' up gang gang (gang!)
Me and my n*gga we passin' your hoe, we on the same thang
If you not there then we kickin' your door
My b*tch so bad she drinking the four
Beat it up beat it up beat the pot hoe
If she don't do it then she gotta go (uhh!)
Play with the snow
Allen Iverson I play with the snow
I'm Quavo Houdini
I'm havin' luck like I play with the Colts
All my n*ggas from the north
Pitch a hard ball Quavo John Smoltz
I wrap it put it on the boat
Cookie bag make a young n*gga choke
They say that she the b*tch gettin' it
She a bad b*tch gettin' it
Then where the f*ck is my percentage
Where the f*ck is my percentage?
Free my n*ggas gettin' sentenced
They say I'm going down in Guinness
I'm the realest n*gga in it
Nawfside they invented it
[Chorus: Takeoff]
My b*tch is bad (b*tch)
And she ain't going for that (Nah)
Got every color Birkin bag (Every color)
Just to make them b*tches mad (Mad)
Balmains on her ass, booty so big got to look when she pass (Woah)
I'ma let her drive the Bentley (Bentley)
f*ck it might buy her a Jag' (Jag')
Most of you n*ggas be trippin' (Trippin')
All of you n*ggas be trippin' (Trippin')
My n*gga, what is you sippin'? (What?)
That sh*t gon' f*ck up your kidneys (Lean)
Pop a pint and I come to my senses (Act')
Rich trappers trap in the trenches (Bando)
My hoe she actin' like Catalina, so I sent that b*tch on a mission (b*tch, b*tch)

[Verse 3: Offset]
I put my hoe on a mission
Go drop that dope off Mississippi
Actavis in and we sip it
We pimpin' that hoe make her listen
I had to take the little sentence
I gotta be there for my children
Talking to god while I'm kneelin'
Black and white lamb like a pilgrim
We put the north on the map
Pump by the head of the couch
Money took me different routes
I got a 9 in my crouch
Took off from the north and we elevated
I just be sippin' on Activated
We ready for war like a gladiator
f*ck her one time and eliminate her
Shorty a stallion
She looking like Kylie Jenner
I got a million
Bring the dope back I put di*k up in her
I was trappin' in the Honda Civic
The dope on the pot be done in a minute
Invested trap money it benefited
One call to the north bring a hundred n*ggas
[Chorus: Takeoff]
My b*tch is bad (b*tch)
And she ain't going for that (Nah)
Got every color Birkin bag (Every color)
Just to make them b*tches mad (Mad)
Balmains on her ass, booty so big got to look when she pass (Woah)
I'ma let her drive the Bentley (Bentley)
f*ck it might buy her a Jag' (Jag')
Most of you n*ggas be trippin' (Trippin')
All of you n*ggas be trippin' (Trippin')
My n*gga, what is you sippin'? (What?)
That sh*t gon' f*ck up your kidneys (Lean)
Pop a pint and I come to my senses (Act')
Rich trappers trap in the trenches (Bando)
My hoe she actin' like Catalina, so I sent that b*tch on a mission (b*tch, b*tch)
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