Trippin

(Album: Mr.Perfect - 2019)

Meech

[Baby Smoove:]
Big house with a gate in the burbs
My new bitch get on my nerve
Shit, I might kick her to the curb
But my old bitch kinda worse
I just put a little Fanta with the syrup
Drink lean when I'm off my percs
Can't do what I do, it won't work
I just paid four-hundred for a shirt
Heard you got a good number on the Ds
Do fraud, but I buy all the beans
Not white, I done lost my sleeve
Why I pay so much for these jeans?

I just wake up want more lean
I just wake up want more cheese
Do a walk up, I don't shoot threes
Ain't none' nigga play with me cheese
I just made cream soda my tea
How the fuck you ain't got no cheese?
I just bought a lil Glock with the beam
I can hit a nigga when I can't see
It ain't you, baby girl, it's me
Buy the whole sixteen if it's clean
There ain't none' nigga play with my lean
There ain't none' nigga play on the team

Big house with a gate in the burbs
My new bitch get on my nerve
Shit, I might kick her to the curb
But my old bitch kinda worse
I just put a little Fanta with the syrup
Drink lean when I'm off my percs
Can't do what I do, it won't work
I just paid four-hundred for a shirt
Heard you got a good number on the Ds
Do fraud, but I buy all the beans
In all white, I done lost my sleeve
Why I pay so much for these jeans?

Why I pay so much for these jeans?
God dammit Smoove, where yo sleeve?
God dammit Smoove, where yo Ps?
God dammit Smoove, where yo E?
Ain't none' nigga play with me
Nigga play with me, he get seized
Ain't none', play with my green
Ain't none' nigga play with my lean

[Icewear Vezzo:]
I just wake up, want more drop
Eighty grand in my watch, good eight in my pop
Love percs, let a thot bitch play in my locs
Hunnid rounds on safe, yeah that dracy a chop
Three hunnid K on a brand new Wraith
Been dealing with pape, used to stay in the spot
I don't chase hoes, rip soda and mocks
The only thing that I'm chasing is xannies with wock
Boxed up Porsche, call 9-1-1
Got so money oranges could've came with a shop
Purple AP, same color my sneaks
Sold out 'fore I blink, got mine off top
Walk shit down, I ain't squashing no beef
Fuck all that peace, press play and don't stop
Eastside bitch, met her down in West V
Used to sell out my Benz, now they raided, shit hot
I ain't never worry 'bout no hoe
Went broke, I ain't going no more
Fuck niggas, I be playing my role
I done made a hunnid thou off that Karo
I done made– off that Karo
Went broke I ain't going no more, yeah