Bbno$, TrippythaKid - seven lyrics

So I just signed that I hope it pays back
Couple millies need a chase that
This baby needs racks
Might just get myself some payback
And where the case at
I might just flip it run it cash that
I gotta cash that yeah
Cause I got 7 banks, empty thots, plenty
Too much on my mind it's kinda heavy
I got 7 tracks ready china's, with me
Way too many hit's this world
Ain’t ready for the baby

I've been moving, I've been moving
I’ve been moving what you doing? What you
Doing? What you doing? I've been around it
Then when I found it I got groovy
Trippy tryna be an actor in the movies
Money in the bag cause my future
Is exactly where I'm at
Ain't got time for trash talk
These goofies on their laptop
I'm cheffin already ain't no
More bread or spaghetti
I'm on my greens, on my veggies
Bro on my health I got plenty
Wake up feeling like shit but I'm changing it
My brain’s all twisted like
This I’m rearranging it
SoundCloud paying me again I'm going down
Down baby what you need it cause I
Got you any time now
Might just get myself some
Marijuana just for me, ayy
I got all connections every
West and every week
Broke and I’m still flexing with
My homie out in Canada
But the difference in the future we'll
Be stacking out in Panama

So I just signed that I hope it pays back
Couple millies need a chase that
This baby needs racks
Might just get myself some payback
And where the case at
I might just flip it run it cash that
I gotta cash that yeah
Cause I got 7 banks, empty thots, plenty
Too much on my mind it's kinda heavy
I got 7 tracks ready china's, with me
Way too many hit's this world
Ain't ready for the baby

Yeah I’m posted in the coop
Wait, posted in the boof
My finger got some loops
Fuck the lean I drink the soup
Got some polo on my shoes
Wait, money on my mind
Wait, cup be filled with goose
Paired with Tropicana juice, yea
Run this game, huh run it, run a bag, huh
Always check the tags
Yea I always check the tags
And I eat my steak fillet
Why your mommy call me bae?
Your ice is crusty it clay, my
Diamonds jumping watch em sway, ay
I'm a loose mind, independent unsigned
Mastermind
Damn broke, check less, Mastercard, declined
Wide waist, thin pants, God that booty
Defined one song, play my shit
Now you hit a gold mine
So you say you get that money by your self
But bitch you signed?
Stick the hell outside my lane
But boy you follow lines
Tryna make this money legal I
Don't want no fines
Needa cop a wrist I need reminding I got time

So I just signed that I hope it pays back
Couple millies need a chase that
This baby needs racks
Might just get myself some payback
And where the case at
I might just flip it run it cash that
I gotta cash that yeah
Cause I got 7 banks, empty thots, plenty
Too much on my mind it's kinda heavy
I got 7 tracks ready china's, with me
Way too many hit's this world
Ain't ready for the baby