Lyrics Im Trippin - FBG Duck

Im Trippin

Yeah
Yeah, ayy, yeah
Maybe I’m tripping
Ayy, maybe I’m tripping
Maybe I’m tripping, maybe I’m tripping
The bottom of my shoe look like they bleed
I just received the most money that I never seen, ayy
I been through a lot of shit that you wouldn’t believe
Sometimes I think my own homies comin' after me, ayy
Maybe I’m trippin', maybe I’m trippin', maybe I’m trippin'
Maybe I’m trippin', maybe I’m trippin', maybe I’m trippin'
Ayy, hope them niggas don’t think this shit sweet
So paranoid, keep it on me when I’m sleep
These niggas hating, they just need to sleep
The clip on the K look like a half moon
The hoe on that bitch like a clock
First nigga try to move, first nigga get shot
This .40 got 'em clutching
Don’t like niggas, it’s on the moon, yeah
You tryna play with me, nigga
Like that bitch don’t stay with me, nigga
These niggas stealing my swag, that shit not okay with me, nigga
You are not safe with me, nigga, I got your bae with me, nigga
I rather chase me a bag, I don’t be chasing these bitches
These niggas playin' too much, that’s the shit that I be sayin'
Niggas be playin' too much 'till we pull up in a van
Doors slide back, we ride
I’m just laughin' 'cause they dying
They was just tough on the comments on Instagram
The bottom of my shoe look like they bleed
I just received the most money that I never seen, ayy
I been through a lot of shit that you wouldn’t believe
Sometimes I think my own homies comin' after me, ayy
Maybe I’m trippin', maybe I’m trippin', maybe I’m trippin'
Maybe I’m trippin', maybe I’m trippin', maybe I’m trippin'
Ayy, hope them niggas don’t think this shit sweet
So paranoid, keep it on me when I’m sleep
Niggas act tough until we pull up
Them bullets in the handgun so big, can flip up with truck
Niggas talkin' all that war shit like we ain’t in these streets
Kill a nigga in designer kick, blood on my Margiela sneaks
I got your bitch on my dick and she going, we at the W
Chopper hit a nigga, split him in half, now I’m seeing double you
Niggas wanna act hard, run up on me, I’ll let the chopper sing
Kill a nigga like Jason on Halloween, upping magazines
Put shots in his spleen, like: «Boy, is you serious?»
Silence on the handgun, shoot shots was so damn mysterious, ayy
Niggas talkin' all that cash shit, where it’s at?
'Cause I ain’t seen it
Got some top for a thot, kicked her out, she like: «Billy so mean!»
The bottom of my shoe look like they bleed
I just received the most money that I never seen, ayy
I been through a lot of shit that you wouldn’t believe
Sometimes I think my own homies comin' after me, ayy
Maybe I’m trippin', maybe I’m trippin', maybe I’m trippin'
Maybe I’m trippin', maybe I’m trippin', maybe I’m trippin'
Ayy, hope them niggas don’t think this shit sweet
So paranoid, keep it on me when I’m sleep
Maybe I’m trippin', maybe I—
Maybe I’m trippin, maybe I—
Think this shit sweet
It on me when I’m sleep