SCY Jimm, SCY K3 - Trippin' lyrics
[SCY Jimm, SCY K3 - Trippin' lyrics]
This nigga really got the phone ringing
(Ayy, who made it? Milan made it, bitch)
Ayy, rob a nigga for it
Brodie get to tripping, rob a nigga for it
(That shit there crazy)
Brodie get to tripping, rob a
(SCY shit, yeah)
Catch a nigga slipping, rob a nigga for it
(SCY shit) k3
SCY shit, no DJ Khaled, we the best (Uh, huh)
Fuck that vest
These bullets that we throw go for your neck
(Fah) won't never go out sad about no bitch
I'm chasing checks (Never)
That nigga move foul, we call a play
Don't call no refs
I be all up in that bitch drawers
You in her chest (Dummy)
She telling me I'm blessed, I gave her dick
And she obsеssed (O oh)
Bro, he got the firе
He be on go when we on set (Fah)
We steady pulling flights, but we
Dream of private jets, yeah
(SCY Jimm, yuh, yuh)
I don't owe a nigga shit
I just want deposit's (Deposit)
K3 on go, stomp a nigga in some Foamposites
(Foamposite) i get that Hemi
C4 might just push the motor out
(Ayy, skrrt) jay be clutching, Zay be gook
He don't know nobody (Ayy, nah, yeah, ayy)
If you ain't fucking with me
I'm gon' match your energy
(Match your energy) i fuck with Remy
But right now I'm drinking Hennessy
(This that Henny) 223's long, boy
Them bitches look like centipedes
(Long, bitch)
I let her taste the dick and she
Claim she should've been with me (O oh)
I got a buddy, he buy fifty at a time
(Pop out) strictly business
Don't hit my phone if you ain't buying
(Nope)
Buddy hitting a U, I bust a U, he wanted nine
(Pff)
Bruh 'nem had to tell me leave it 'lone
Don't waste my time
'Cause I'll stretch a bitch quick
(Fah) and leave him flying (Fah)
I'm riding with this 45, big bruh
He had a nine (Swear) say you want to slide
But make excuses when it's time (yeah)
We riding with them sticks and some
Drugs, won't tell no lies, bitch
I'm tryna run inside his shit, clean him out
I'm talking detox (Huh?)
That talking for the birds, I swear to God
You niggas peacock (I swear to God)
You would think we was the Migos how we rap
But got the streets locked (Street, yeah)
I'm smoking all this gas
It got me higher than a treetop
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Lil' baby get to bouncing on this dick
I'm talking seesaw (Bouncing on this dick)
Lil' brodie get to tripping
Rob a nigga for a G-Shock (Get to tripping)
My birdie wanted fifty
Fucked around and gave him three rocks
(Gave him three rocks)
Say she want some Gucci
I just bought that ho some Reeboks
(Gave her Ree's)
Niggas tripping 'round this bitch
I ride with big fire
Yeah, ooh, ayy, bought that ho some Reeboks
(Ree's) niggas tripping 'round this bitch
I ride with big fire
Ooh, ayy, robbing for a G-Shock (G's)
I put that bitch between your, I
Ooh, ayy, we them niggas from the T's
Ayy, got your bitch, she on her knees
In this bitch chea with K3
This nigga Jimm got me
In this bitch tripping, boy
I'm telling ya, boy, this shit crazy, boy
(yeah)
Yeah, fuck nigga, yeah, SCY shit, bitch
(Damn, cut that bitch up, Milan)
(Ayy, who made it? Milan made it, bitch)
Ayy, rob a nigga for it
Brodie get to tripping, rob a nigga for it
(That shit there crazy)
Brodie get to tripping, rob a
(SCY shit, yeah)
Catch a nigga slipping, rob a nigga for it
(SCY shit) k3
SCY shit, no DJ Khaled, we the best (Uh, huh)
Fuck that vest
These bullets that we throw go for your neck
(Fah) won't never go out sad about no bitch
I'm chasing checks (Never)
That nigga move foul, we call a play
Don't call no refs
I be all up in that bitch drawers
You in her chest (Dummy)
She telling me I'm blessed, I gave her dick
And she obsеssed (O oh)
Bro, he got the firе
He be on go when we on set (Fah)
We steady pulling flights, but we
Dream of private jets, yeah
(SCY Jimm, yuh, yuh)
I don't owe a nigga shit
I just want deposit's (Deposit)
K3 on go, stomp a nigga in some Foamposites
(Foamposite) i get that Hemi
C4 might just push the motor out
(Ayy, skrrt) jay be clutching, Zay be gook
He don't know nobody (Ayy, nah, yeah, ayy)
If you ain't fucking with me
I'm gon' match your energy
(Match your energy) i fuck with Remy
But right now I'm drinking Hennessy
(This that Henny) 223's long, boy
Them bitches look like centipedes
(Long, bitch)
I let her taste the dick and she
Claim she should've been with me (O oh)
I got a buddy, he buy fifty at a time
(Pop out) strictly business
Don't hit my phone if you ain't buying
(Nope)
Buddy hitting a U, I bust a U, he wanted nine
(Pff)
Bruh 'nem had to tell me leave it 'lone
Don't waste my time
'Cause I'll stretch a bitch quick
(Fah) and leave him flying (Fah)
I'm riding with this 45, big bruh
He had a nine (Swear) say you want to slide
But make excuses when it's time (yeah)
We riding with them sticks and some
Drugs, won't tell no lies, bitch
I'm tryna run inside his shit, clean him out
I'm talking detox (Huh?)
That talking for the birds, I swear to God
You niggas peacock (I swear to God)
You would think we was the Migos how we rap
But got the streets locked (Street, yeah)
I'm smoking all this gas
It got me higher than a treetop
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Lil' baby get to bouncing on this dick
I'm talking seesaw (Bouncing on this dick)
Lil' brodie get to tripping
Rob a nigga for a G-Shock (Get to tripping)
My birdie wanted fifty
Fucked around and gave him three rocks
(Gave him three rocks)
Say she want some Gucci
I just bought that ho some Reeboks
(Gave her Ree's)
Niggas tripping 'round this bitch
I ride with big fire
Yeah, ooh, ayy, bought that ho some Reeboks
(Ree's) niggas tripping 'round this bitch
I ride with big fire
Ooh, ayy, robbing for a G-Shock (G's)
I put that bitch between your, I
Ooh, ayy, we them niggas from the T's
Ayy, got your bitch, she on her knees
In this bitch chea with K3
This nigga Jimm got me
In this bitch tripping, boy
I'm telling ya, boy, this shit crazy, boy
(yeah)
Yeah, fuck nigga, yeah, SCY shit, bitch
(Damn, cut that bitch up, Milan)