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Yeah
Hey
All these
Leggo
All these niggas, they tripping
Oh, yeah
Ayy, tip-tip of my tongue
At the tip-tip, tip of my
Yeah-yeah

All these niggas just tripping
All my niggas just flipping
Got the big bad wolf, better run
Can't be trip-trip-tripping on nothing
Better pack all your bag, better [?] it
Watch your son in the sun, at the picnic
I ain't trip-trip-tripping on nothing
At the tip-tip, tip of my tongue

Got the big bad wolf in the trunk
Watch how I send 'em off with the funds
Coffee beans, let 'em squeeze for the lunch (Yeah)
Get that King Kong off of my lawn (Yeah, yeah)
These windpipes know what you want
Hella strong, still [?] if you want
I ain't trip-trip-tripping on nothing (Yeah)
At the tip-tip, tip of my tongue (Yeah)

Tell you something, uh
How you think I'ma 'proach this?
In this thing with the most-est
With my [?] thing, yeah, we posted it
I just do a ding-dong like a hostess
So the fly on your wall 'bout to post it
Listen, get down on the floor, yeah
Start, drop, flop, and roll, yeah
Two for one complex, that's a bonus
And they almost turn to water like a lotus
I was taught don't talk if you have shit
I don't trip, no bike, that's a locust
Potholes, they all on the road
Will a nigga have room for the funs?
I ain't trip-trip-tripping on nothing
Got the big bad wolf in the truck

You should've seen they faces
When my U-Haul parked in front of that [?]
I ain't even on running back
But hold up, man, run it back
Yeah, my pants on sag at your Whole Foods
And my black ass get thrown into your old school
We coming, we huffing and puffing
Break it down and put some new stuff in
Something grimey and new, fuck a cab fare
We don't care if [?] on your ass [?]
Don't worry, we coming for all y'all, y'all
We 'bout to go crazy, yeah, all y'all
Don't worry, we [?]

All these niggas just tripping
All my niggas just flipping
Got the big bad wolf, better run
Can't be trip-trip-tripping on nothing
Better pack all your bag, better split kid
Watch your son in the sun, at the picnic
I ain't trip-trip-tripping on nothing
At the tip-tip, tip of my tongue

Got the big bad wolf in the trunk
Watch how I send 'em off with the funds
Coffee beans, let 'em squeeze for the lunch (Yeah)
Get that King Kong off of my lawn (Yeah, yeah)
These windpipes know what you want
Hella strong, still [?] if you want
I ain't trip-trip-tripping on nothing (Yeah)
At the tip-tip, tip of my tongue (Yeah)

Yeah
Love you down, yeah
Love you down
Love you down, yeah
Love you down
Love you down, yeah
Love you down

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