"Say You Trippin" lyrics

(I just need my space right now)
Yop, yeah
Huh (Bitch)
Bitch, Da Realest
Aight
You know what the fuck goin' on (Yeah)
Next month, I'm gon' pull out— uh, ah

Huh, next month, I'm gon' pull out five hundred, they gon' say, "You trippin'" (You trippin')
I been in Michigan for four days and I ain't even been in Flint (Like four)
This shit so crazy, go in my pocket and pull out all blue chicken (You know?)
Three years ago, I reach in my pocket, bro, I'ma pull out lint
Tell me how is that your bitch? She call my phone, I have her bent (How?)
Micro hold a hundred, I let off fifty, that's a bag of chips (Bitch)
I was totin' blicks on the M, late night baggin' zips
Now I'm in the crib worth an M, backin' fast shit in (You know?)

Let you niggas be in my shoes, we'll see how fast you spin (Let's see)
Bitch, you keep on sayin' you love me, go'n 'head and tat your neck
Left wrist plainer than an airport, I could've grabbed baguette
But I ain't gon' bap, I low-key miss bustdown, I'm finna grab that next (Been doin' that)
I told ma dukes next Christmas, we gettin' all new whips (Yop)
We gettin' all new shit (Uh-huh)
Speak that shit into existince, that's what you gon' get
Speak that shit into existince, that's what you gon'— (Aight), aight, huh
We gon' catch that one nigga that been hidin' (Yop)
We gon' beat this case, hopefully they just put us on hidin', huh (Uh-huh)
We gon' sell tickets in every city and they gon' buy it (Buy it)
Gotta watch which bitch I hit with the dick 'cause I know they ass gon' like me (Like me, hah)
They be catchin' feelings (Yop)
When bro 'nem see 'Cats and Scats, they think catch 'em, steal 'em (Yop)
I got a B up in the back, but it's not a Bentley
Bro, this bitch a button (Brrt)
Bitch, I already told you that we don't be fuckin', bro, that's just my cousin (Haha)
I'm dolo, but I got the pole, that's just for repercussions (Yop)
Bro-bro tweakin' in the club, he popped a pink, he bussin'
Huh, I made her my lil' freak, she love me
She don't even ask me for no money, but I'll still break her off lil' somethin'
Maar said, "Should I bring this chop?" Naw, that bitch too jumpy
I don't wanna shoot up to the top, great shit, you can't rush it
Huh, I don't want it, I can't tuck it
I can't have that bitch in public, but I'll still blast if it come to it

Huh, next month, I'm gon' pull out five hundred, they gon' say, "You trippin'"
I been in Michigan for four days and I ain't even been in Flint (Like four)
This shit so crazy, go in my pocket and pull out all blue chicken
Three years ago, I reach in my pocket, bro, I'ma pull out lint
Tell me how is that your bitch? She call my phone, I have her bent
Micro hold a hundred, I let off fifty, that's a bag of chips
I was totin' blicks on the M, late night baggin' zips
Now I'm in the crib worth an M, backin' fast shit in

Huh, next month, I'm gon' pull out five hundred, they gon' say, "You trippin'" (You trippin')
I been in Michigan for four days and I ain't even been in Flint (Like four)
Huh, next month, I'm gon' pull out five hundred, they gon' say, "You trippin'"