Young OLT - Trippin lyrics

Run up on the gang you know you trippin
Got a Glock I'm finna catch him slippin
Double cup, codeine only thing I'm sippin
Aye Pour me, a fo' (A Fo')
Who that at the do'? (yeah at the do')
Go ahead and grab me my fo' (Grab my fo')
Finna shoot him in his dome
Bet he will not make it home
Put some bullets in his dome
Put some bullets in his skull

Told that bitch to give me brain
Damn that bitch is hella smart
I just pulled up in the lot
Choppa I shoot it a lot
She sucking dick on the spot (Aye Bitch)
I told her to lick, don't stop (Ya dig?)
I might pull up and I pop (For real)
Then I'm sell 'em a rock
Had the shit right in my sock
OLT oppin outside

Run up on the gang you know you trippin
(For real, Aye)
Got a Glock I'm finna catch him slippin
(Aye, Aye)
Double cup, codeine only thing I'm sippin
Aye Pour me, a fo' (A Fo')
Who that at the do'? (yeah at the do')
Go ahead and grab me my fo' (Grab my fo')
Finna shoot him in his dome
Bet he will not make it home
Put some bullets in his dome
Put some bullets in his skull
Put some bullets in his dome
Put some bullets in his skull

Ya dig? Aye, Godamn aye