YJ - Trippin' lyrics

HOOK: All these haters hatin' coz im flexin' with my homie Tell em I said f** all em doe On my grind gettin' paper n***as know im about it All I hear is talkin' talkin' why you trippin' my n***a All these haters hatin' coz im flexin' with my homie Tell em I said f** all em doe On my grind gettin' paper n***as know im about it All I hear is talkin' talkin' why you trippin' my n***a JAY STEEZY LIT: Dippin im dippin im sippin' on sythmpthzn Bad b**hes be making a scene when I leave em on seen All of my n***as are about it they makin' it cream Gettin' that paper these n***as are feelin' the vemon They sippin' on lean All of my n***as are keen I am the alfa and omega man f** how feel Trip all you want but we never gonna be over Started with the rover you'll never catch me sober I've been the underdog I'm slick in my dog house n***as be actin' all harder I am the prada Makin' your girl wanna hella I'm the bank that your girl wish she had loud Music we gonna make n***as be taking that photo All of my n***as are plug All of my n***as are Pablo Rolled it up that's E double R's on my Number plate All these n***as be trippin' and tippin you can Trip on my toe doe Trippin' and tippin' you can trip on my toe doe HOOK: All these haters hatin' coz im flexin' with my homie Tell em I said f** all em doe On my grind gettin' paper n***as know im about it All I hear is talkin' talkin' why you trippin' my n***a All these haters hatin' coz im flexin' with my homie Tell em I said f** all em doe On my grind gettin' paper n***as know im about it All I hear is talkin' talkin' why you trippin' my n***a YJ: Uhh fake n***a I'm the real one I stay true to my real ones n***as n***as hatin' Me n my n***as k**in' shows Gold chains on my chest I never chase no b**h I keep it real on this game I stay fresh on this game The gone really hate me I sold my soul I'm coming so scary you feeling this beat Dam lord forgive me now It's kinda scary how it goes now Told my babe mama chill out You see me in the booth I'm speakin the truth Money money money over b**hs Came up you never showed up I'm flexin on y'all n***as u fed up Told my ex some sh** doe Fake love ain't sh** to me I stay real to my real ones Yeah yeah HOOK: All these haters hatin' coz im flexin' with my homie Tell em I said f** all em doe On my grind gettin' paper n***as know im about it All I hear is talkin' talkin' why you trippin' my n***a All these haters hatin' coz im flexin' with my homie Tell em I said f** all em doe On my grind gettin' paper n***as know im about it All I hear is talkin' talkin' why you trippin' my n***a