TRIPPIN - Intellectual

[Chorus]

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Bitch I been feeling like that

I got these two white hoes with me wan get in the backseat

I told this lil bitch get a cab

I′m first in it, first in it

Fuck her, I cap

In person not worse

A motherfucker can't cap

I got these two white hoes with me ain′t talking bout snow bunnies

I'm talking bout that motherfucking cat

Blue Benji's they with me, inside of the bag

I been getting spinach, addicted to cash

Bitch I got this foreign lil hoe

I don′t know what she know

I don′t know if she in it for real

I told this hoe that she tripping

Don't know what she missing

I go to Saks Fifth, blow a bag

Lil bitch I got the dough and the spinach

Motherfucker not missing

If I spend a bag, get it back

[Verse]

I got this clue to strike back like I′m bad

Still keep my cool like I'm running the trap

This shit off the dome and it′s clicking

Motherfucker not tripping

I feel like my badges all maxed

I don't like this hoe and it′s clicking

I'm knowing my distance

I'm knowing that I can′t go back

If I dump this hoe then I′m dipping

I know I ain't tripping

I know Ima run off like track

I got this hoe in the building

A whole other feeling when you finally touching racks

Bro popped a blue pill and I popped an XO

I praying to God this shit ain′t laced with crack

I'm stepping and stepping inside these Margiela′s

That pink lemonade what I feed to the trap

I popped another two beans to my body

It feel like I'm gone, it feel like I′m dead

I think it's gone, it's all in my head

My diamonds on when I go to bed

I think they want me gone, it′s all in the feds

I said my bitch a hoe, I ain′t open that text

My bitch she keep going nuts bout my ex

I got these baskets, fill it up with the X

I got this Codeine, I mix it with X

I popped these four three's, I ain′t feeling the best