"Don't Trip!" lyrics

I just wanna get high
Pull up with this .45
Cap, top, bullet, you skrait die
Big, slatt, flip, big mob tie
On God, kilo made the beat

Don't trip, don't trip, don't trip, yeah don't trip
Don't trip, don't trip, don't trip, yeah don't trip
Don't trip (Go!)
I'mma get deep wit dat flip
Big ass extendo on my hip
Damn, I need a shield
Bullets flyin', I'm like "Yeah"
I'mma get down with the vibe-vibes
Show you boys how to really get high
No, you cannot come inside
Don't fuck around, commit homicide (Yeah)

Hell nah, I ain't trippin' bout a bitch
I'mma keep countin' and countin' up digits
Rule number one: don't trust these bitches
Geek off the pack, I don't even know what is it
Now everybody tryna get a lil' mention
I am the stock, yeah, nigga, you wishin'
Sit back, relax, just watch and y'all sippin'
Run down on the opp, lick
Boy, shoot if he talk, shit
Boy, you did not top-tier
Wasn't on that shit like last year
Now all of a sudden you bangin' this (Woah)
Now all of a sudden you bangin' that
Step up with this pistol-pack
Put his name up in a pack

I just wanna get high
Pull up with this .45
Cap, top, bullet, you skrait die
Big, slatt, flip, big mob tie

I already know these boys can't fuck with us
We keep going, keep going up
We ain't got plans on slowing up
I got plans on pourin' up
Whippin' the phone and [?] up
Lemme see my shit [?] up, and lemme see my niggas fold up

Don't trip, don't trip, don't trip, yeah, don't trip
Don't trip, don't trip, don't trip, yeah, don't trip
Don't trip (Go!)
I'mma get deep wit dat flip
Big ass extendo on my hip
Damn, I need a shield
Bullets flyin', I'm like "Yeah"
I'mma get down with the vibe-vibes
Show you boys how to really get high
No, you cannot come inside
Don't fuck around, commit homicide

Yeah, mmm, yeah