Trippin’ - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Jeezy]

Yeah, yeah, I said yeah nigga, yeah

I'm trippin', I'm trippin'

Look, look, look

What the fuck is up?

Heard it's goin' down

Headed to my bitch house on the other side of town

Plus that Remy got my head spinnin' round and round

100 miles per hour and I'm smellin' like a half a pound

Soon as I hit the door, she comin' out her panties

Got a nigga all excited, like I won my first Grammy

I'm a boss mo'fucker, I do it B.I.G.,

Tell King Kong he ain't got shit on me

'87 head to toe, I got that shit on me

And yeah your girl a real rider, she like to sit on me

I told her all the sites zone, you can chill on me

And I don't want your bitch holmes, so you can chill on me

And if the nigga insecure, then you can count on Young

100% guarantee that he won't get sprung

He was blowin' up her phone, she was on my lap

The way she was blowin' a boy, almost forgot my strap

I'm trippin', I'm trippin'

I'm trippin', and I don't know why

I'm trippin', I'm trippin'

I'm trippin', and I don't know why

I'm trippin' 'em all my fault, (okay)

The way I swith it for these hoes they call me flip mode, (why?)

Cause I bust 'em up (okay), then I dig 'em out (alright)

The I roll a spliff (talk to her), then I kick 'em out

Got my rider broad, I ain't bring the kittens out

Cause they get nervous when a nigga bring them splittas out

They say I'm trippin', I say chill baby calm down

So you just standin' there teacher get the man down

That nigga trippin', don't he call himself Young O Day?

Plus I don't play, I let it spray, I'm all about my pay

And if you think I'm trippin' fuck you and bave a nice day

And while you think I'm trippin, I'll be trippin' to the bass

I'm trippin', I'm trippin'

I'm trippin', and I don't know why

I'm trippin', I'm trippin'

I'm trippin', and I don't know why