Southside - Trippin' On Me lyrics

[Intro-Skooly] Yeah, I'm trippin' on em They trippin' on me I'm trippin' on em [Verse 1-Skooly] Oh Its dead people in my basement Get out of line, meet the people in my basement I'm from where they dyin', and you won't find a way to make it I'm involved with the Haitians, my neighbor's a racist 600 [?] benz, watch em hop out 600 dolls, fine friends, watch em co*k out They say I be puttin in too much work and I won't clock out In the cla**room knocked out, making b**hes drop out [Bridge-Skooly] Yeah, I'm trippin' on em They trippin' on me I'm sippin' on em Them b**hes licking on me [Hook-Skooly] Louis shoe strings got me trippin' on em And if them n***as trippin' we gone lift up on em And if them b**hes fine get to clippin on em My styrofoam dirty, I'm sippin' on it And it ain't hard to tell that we flexing on em And sh** get hard as hell when the techs up on em Even when I'm by myself don't trip up on em That four-fifth is on em [Verse 2-Skooly] Boy you gotta, put your eyes on your mouth and n***a watch what you say This sh** I'm sipping got me tripping, leaned until the next day (Let's go, yeah) And it take a lot to get this fly, a lotta weed to get this high Raise my hand and touch the sky (I'm flexin, grrrrr) No muscles, I'm a rapper, slash hustler Like the hair on your head my n***a I'm so above ya (We on top) These n***as underpaid and still overrated While us, we overpaid, and still underrated They hate it [Hook-Skooly] Louis shoe strings got me trippin' on em And if them n***as trippin' we gone lift up on em And if them b**hes fine get to clippin on em My styrofoam dirty, I'm sippin' on it And it ain't hard to tell that we flexing on em And sh** get hard as hell when the techs up on em Even when I'm by myself don't trip up on em That four-fifth is on em [Verse 3-Juicy J] I got big knots, these n***as tripping Ciga' and a double cup, I'm smoking and I'm sipping Money out the a**, you get money out the a** (They shaking) b**h I'm still spending money from the past (oooh) Balling like I'm Nash, on they a** like a rash And I'm staying with the heat, you can call me Flash Give me a cigar, b**h you smoking trash b**hes throwing a**, cutting up like a gash Clean cup (mhmm) but its really dirty (mhmm) Dope boy change (ching ching). It cost a birdy They watching me, my life went Louis It runs in my family, guy, call me Stewie [Hook-Skooly] Louis shoe strings got me trippin' on em And if them n***as trippin' we gone lift up on em And if them b**hes fine get to clippin on em My styrofoam dirty, I'm sippin' on it And it ain't hard to tell that we flexing on em And sh** get hard as hell when the techs up on em Even when I'm by myself don't trip up on em That four-fifth is on em, we trippin' on em