BabyTron, Lando Bando, The Hip Hop Lab - RJ Always Tripping lyrics
BabyTron [James Edward Johnson IV] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.
[BabyTron, Lando Bando, The Hip Hop Lab - RJ Always Tripping lyrics]
(RJ, It's Lando, yo bitch know, don't
Let yo bitch go, nigga)
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
(RJ always tripping, man)
Huh (RJ always tripping, man)
RJ always tripping so I'm tripping too
Vlone X Runtz, almost hit the moon
Scammed the same ham twice, what a nincompoop
Turn his block to Baghdad
I'ma send some troops
Turn his block to Baghdad, I'll up bazooka
Tripping in Best Buy, tryna punch computers
Said she need a ride home?
Well I got a scooter
Bitch got good brain, I done found a tutor
You ain't tough, huh, you a keyboard thug
Tap in with the source
You ain't seen a plug
Threw my Apple Watch on and made a Visa run
Busted on yo baby face, come and clean her up
Painted on yo baby face, I'm a Maybelline
This bitch a whole Grim Reaper
I can't believe
Each and every place I go, I'ma take three
Wake up and chase chicken
Like that nigga Peter
Told that bitch keep it
Pushing like a wheelchair
How the hell you up and
Yo mama still on welfare?
Went retarded up in Lennox
Spinned a wheel there seen yo bitch out
I hope that wasn't real hair
Ten ball on me, thirty ladder sticking out
They playing both sides
Time to pull the whistles out
Fast brakes with the jacks, hitting In-N-Out
Thirty-two hunnid dollar fit
Had to spin around
Decorating with the metal like a army vet
Me and Dee put the piece together
We some architects
Boss work, double check that the card correct
Fuck a key, boy
It's touch screen when I start the 'Vette
Shitting in Saks, had to wipe my ass
You couldn't jump in it so you
Had to fight the bag
You grown returning fit's, oh
You keep the tags? She said, "Dee
Come and whoop me since you
Think I'm so bad"
When I missed UPS, I was so sad
Turn that nigga off, he so ass
Flash a ten strip when I saw my ex roll pass
We gon' fuck his car up like the road's bad
Burn the wheels on the 'Cat
Left the sky black
Stop flashing twenty, I made
That twenty times, jack
That's 400K, rewind back
Down in TX with that fire, need a ice pack
New BIN got me feeling blessed
Like I'm Kirk Franklin
First nigga swing gon' end
Up the first patient
Damn near banned from Japan
Scammed my third Asian
Slamming hoes and punching cards
Feel like Kurt Angle
Told Tron I need some fire
This nigga sent a BIN
I was talking 'bout a song but fuck it
Send one again nah, for real
I would wanna fuck her if you had a twin
How the hell I'm still catching
Blessings when a nigga sin?
How the hell I'm still catching
Blessings when a nigga sin?
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
Let yo bitch go, nigga)
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
(RJ always tripping, man)
Huh (RJ always tripping, man)
RJ always tripping so I'm tripping too
Vlone X Runtz, almost hit the moon
Scammed the same ham twice, what a nincompoop
Turn his block to Baghdad
I'ma send some troops
Turn his block to Baghdad, I'll up bazooka
Tripping in Best Buy, tryna punch computers
Said she need a ride home?
Well I got a scooter
Bitch got good brain, I done found a tutor
You ain't tough, huh, you a keyboard thug
Tap in with the source
You ain't seen a plug
Threw my Apple Watch on and made a Visa run
Busted on yo baby face, come and clean her up
Painted on yo baby face, I'm a Maybelline
This bitch a whole Grim Reaper
I can't believe
Each and every place I go, I'ma take three
Wake up and chase chicken
Like that nigga Peter
Told that bitch keep it
Pushing like a wheelchair
How the hell you up and
Yo mama still on welfare?
Went retarded up in Lennox
Spinned a wheel there seen yo bitch out
I hope that wasn't real hair
Ten ball on me, thirty ladder sticking out
They playing both sides
Time to pull the whistles out
Fast brakes with the jacks, hitting In-N-Out
Thirty-two hunnid dollar fit
Had to spin around
Decorating with the metal like a army vet
Me and Dee put the piece together
We some architects
Boss work, double check that the card correct
Fuck a key, boy
It's touch screen when I start the 'Vette
Shitting in Saks, had to wipe my ass
You couldn't jump in it so you
Had to fight the bag
You grown returning fit's, oh
You keep the tags? She said, "Dee
Come and whoop me since you
Think I'm so bad"
When I missed UPS, I was so sad
Turn that nigga off, he so ass
Flash a ten strip when I saw my ex roll pass
We gon' fuck his car up like the road's bad
Burn the wheels on the 'Cat
Left the sky black
Stop flashing twenty, I made
That twenty times, jack
That's 400K, rewind back
Down in TX with that fire, need a ice pack
New BIN got me feeling blessed
Like I'm Kirk Franklin
First nigga swing gon' end
Up the first patient
Damn near banned from Japan
Scammed my third Asian
Slamming hoes and punching cards
Feel like Kurt Angle
Told Tron I need some fire
This nigga sent a BIN
I was talking 'bout a song but fuck it
Send one again nah, for real
I would wanna fuck her if you had a twin
How the hell I'm still catching
Blessings when a nigga sin?
How the hell I'm still catching
Blessings when a nigga sin?
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz