Trip Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Know a nigga out in Tucson
Big Jimmy no neutron
Still live like a bachelor
Got cracked out on the futon
Know a guy in Milwaukee
On standby til I fly in
Like when I get naughty
Get a couple dollars
When our time end
Drive down that e way
N now I'm in Chicago
Illinois got that recreation
Im smoking onthat Tahoe
Got a nigga out Atlanta
He done sent the flight to hartsfield
reserve for 2 at Nobu
(Not) No lasagna bitch
I ain't Garfield
Know a papi down in Miami
Spend it on me gladly,
switched roles now he Running round his penthouse in my panties
Waiting around at pre-check
My phone buzz it's a text
When ya flight land in dc
I'm hungry, I ain't ate yet
Text back what u trynna eat
Text me if I'm trynna link
And then he sent that peach sign
So I hit back with that peace sign
Text back what u trynna eat
Text me if I'm trynna link
And then he sent that peach sign
So I hit back with that peace sign
(It never gave that bookie)
How long it'll take for you to let go
Shoulda seen the signs from the get go
Acting all surprised where you been bro
Might share the same skin but ain't kinfolk
Niggas really talkin but ain't on that
Ain't on shit now or before that
Kick a bitch out Now Cuz I own that
Taking in what I reap, Cuz I sow that
Bitch take what you reap heard you sew too
Made a couple turtlenecks
Couple scarves too
Wear it on you day to day
Til ya back break
And you feel it in ya stomach
Like a back ache
Been said what I said
Play it back for me
Couple charges on ya room
Pay it back for me
Independent villain
Maybe I should go by Megan
Let me leave
Cuz I ain't part of yalls equation
Lemme a trip…
Know a nigga out in Tucson
Big Jimmy no neutron
Know a guy in Milwaukee
On standby til I fly in
Like when I get naughty
Get a couple dollars
When our time end
Its TroyOnTheBeat
Stop Playing!
You know how we get it up!
You know how we coming!
Troy on the Beat!
Stop Playing with my girl!
Fresh Meat!
Real Cunty!
Coming for our money!
Real Bad Bitch!
Put yo Money Up!
