"I Ain't Trippin" lyrics
(feat. 42 Dugg)
[42 Dugg:]
Let me ask a nigga somethin'
Why the price is high? Now why the feds in the city?
I'm the only nigga still gettin' red in the city
Got my chain on in the trenches, bitch, I dare you come and get it
I sort three tens a day, me, Quez, and Ye
Only time I buy a watch is when a nigga say I can't
Got a house full of drank, I got a house full of dank
She keep tellin' me I can, bitch, I can't
How I'm is if I ain't? At the crib gettin' face
Heard he took somethin', what he take? And, nigga, who from?
This a 2026, bitch, the new one, Ro' face blue one
Far as M's, I'ma few up, don't like me, come and do somethin'
Even when I'm chillin', bitch, I probably got on two hundred
My son walkin', my daughter happy, I ain't trippin' (I don't give a fuck)
My brother gone, the feds tryna come and get me
This rose presi', bitch, not a dollar under fifty
Who am I? Call me the one who run the trenches
Put a fifty on the chop (Yeah), put a fifty on his top (Yeah)
If he say he from the hood, ask him if he heard of Mox
[Icewear Vezzo:]
You ain't gon' never hear no nigga that love me say fuck the streets (Never)
My young niggas think shit sweet like fuck the peace, they love the beef (Brrt, it's crazy)
My nigga B been home a lil' under two weeks and up a three, nigga
Dog strong, don't get caught on that road, they couldn't cease (Iced Up Records)
I got real money that's old, that's why the deal money was pro's (Yeah)
Thought his work was sealed for real, how you gon' kill somethin' and told? (Ha)
Spin it up and watch it lock, this shit done spilled all in the stove (Skrrt)
I like Maybachs, not the truck, that shit for lil' niggas and hoes (Yeah)
Popped a triple stack, I still ain't eat, that's why I'm geeked
Been rollin' hard for like one week, bitch, I got brick money like Meech (Ooh)
You see what happened to Lil— now he can't shit, nothin' to speak (Shh)
Pour a six up in the peach, yeah, I got blick under my seat
[42 Dugg:]
Yeah, I got stick under my mink, all my hoes know that I cheat
I get love, nigga, on the West, but my heart belong to the East
Sold my back, nigga, to the trenches, bought Rolls truck, that one
And you can't fuck with me if you tried, nigga, five million in cash, nigga
Trunk full of that gas, nickel all on my lap
Bump this bitch if you want, they gon' hear a nigga got fapped
Who the richest? Bitch just cap to me, all this shit come back to me
Corner house that's slappin' weed, I told you I was actin' rich
Two 'Rari trucks a bag apiece, that's just how we link up
I ever make two billion, Reap, you know you get to keep one
Baby, I am not the cheap one, I sell a lot of reefer
Dog food comin' through the speakers
Just tell me you don't need me, it's hard to live with
I'm takin' it to the grave, I'ma die a real nigga
Let me ask a nigga somethin'
Why the price is high? Now why the feds in the city?
I'm the only nigga still gettin' red in the city
Got my chain on in the trenches, bitch, I dare you come and get it
I sort three tens a day, me, Quez, and Ye
Only time I buy a watch is when a nigga say I can't
Got a house full of drank, I got a house full of dank
She keep tellin' me I can, bitch, I can't
How I'm is if I ain't? At the crib gettin' face
Heard he took somethin', what he take? And, nigga, who from?
This a 2026, bitch, the new one, Ro' face blue one
Far as M's, I'ma few up, don't like me, come and do somethin'
Even when I'm chillin', bitch, I probably got on two hundred
My son walkin', my daughter happy, I ain't trippin' (I don't give a fuck)
My brother gone, the feds tryna come and get me
This rose presi', bitch, not a dollar under fifty
Who am I? Call me the one who run the trenches
Put a fifty on the chop (Yeah), put a fifty on his top (Yeah)
If he say he from the hood, ask him if he heard of Mox
[Icewear Vezzo:]
You ain't gon' never hear no nigga that love me say fuck the streets (Never)
My young niggas think shit sweet like fuck the peace, they love the beef (Brrt, it's crazy)
My nigga B been home a lil' under two weeks and up a three, nigga
Dog strong, don't get caught on that road, they couldn't cease (Iced Up Records)
I got real money that's old, that's why the deal money was pro's (Yeah)
Thought his work was sealed for real, how you gon' kill somethin' and told? (Ha)
Spin it up and watch it lock, this shit done spilled all in the stove (Skrrt)
I like Maybachs, not the truck, that shit for lil' niggas and hoes (Yeah)
Popped a triple stack, I still ain't eat, that's why I'm geeked
Been rollin' hard for like one week, bitch, I got brick money like Meech (Ooh)
You see what happened to Lil— now he can't shit, nothin' to speak (Shh)
Pour a six up in the peach, yeah, I got blick under my seat
[42 Dugg:]
Yeah, I got stick under my mink, all my hoes know that I cheat
I get love, nigga, on the West, but my heart belong to the East
Sold my back, nigga, to the trenches, bought Rolls truck, that one
And you can't fuck with me if you tried, nigga, five million in cash, nigga
Trunk full of that gas, nickel all on my lap
Bump this bitch if you want, they gon' hear a nigga got fapped
Who the richest? Bitch just cap to me, all this shit come back to me
Corner house that's slappin' weed, I told you I was actin' rich
Two 'Rari trucks a bag apiece, that's just how we link up
I ever make two billion, Reap, you know you get to keep one
Baby, I am not the cheap one, I sell a lot of reefer
Dog food comin' through the speakers
Just tell me you don't need me, it's hard to live with
I'm takin' it to the grave, I'ma die a real nigga
