Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tripstar
Tripstar
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terrence Triplett
Terrence Triplett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dmactoobangin
Dmactoobangin
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(DMac got me too bangin')
[Verse 2]
(Red Dead, I'm so fuckin' bumpin', bruh)
[Verse 3]
Fucked up a hundred thou', I ain't trippin', yeah
My **** fucked my last bitch, I ain't trippin', yeah
Them **** turned they back on me, I ain't trippin', yeah
**** talkin' down on me, I ain't trippin', yeah
**** ran off with the sack, I ain't trippin'
Yeah, my man say when he catch up with him (Yeah), he ain't trippin' (Woah)
Took an L to get a W, I ain't trippin' (Woah)
Drop them packs off in the BMW in the trenches, woah
[Verse 4]
Prices got too high, I told my plug I ain't trippin', woah
Fucked up my first hundred G's, I ain't trippin', woah
**** mad, fucked up 'bout a bitch, we ain't trippin', yeah (Woah)
How he make a livin' sellin' verses, catchin' drug sales?
Talkin'-ass ****, keep my name out your mouth (Woah)
If you ain't talkin' 'bout them bags, keep the clout, woah
Yeah, my youngins, they gon' slide, slide, you gon' die, die, woah
And they don't give a fuck 'bout no alibi (Woah)
[Verse 5]
Fucked up a hundred thou', I ain't trippin', yeah
My **** fucked my last bitch, I ain't trippin', yeah
Them **** turned they back on me, I ain't trippin', yeah
**** talkin' down on me, I ain't trippin', yeah
**** ran off with the sack, I ain't trippin'
Yeah, my man say when he catch up with him (Yeah), he ain't trippin' (Woah)
Took an L to get a W, I ain't trippin' (Woah)
Drop them packs off in the BMW in the trenches, woah
[Verse 6]
I just did the electric slide on my last brick, yeah
I cannot let you slide, the prices, they too high for real (Woah)
Plan on takin' somethin' from me, my ****, you gon' die for real
He sayin' he want Percocet, my **** served him Advils (Hah)
Never had a father figure, but I'm worth like seven figures
I cannot get mad when I came in this world with shit, woah
Airbnb, plenty bitches, we ain't trippin', yeah
Mama always taught the kid, "Mind your business"
[Verse 7]
Fucked up a hundred thou', I ain't trippin', yeah (I mean it)
My **** fucked my last bitch, I ain't trippin', yeah
Them **** turned they back on me, I ain't trippin', yeah
**** talkin' down on me, I ain't trippin', yeah
**** ran off with the sack, I ain't trippin'
Yeah, my man say when he catch up with him (Yeah), he ain't trippin' (Woah)
Took an L to get a W, I ain't trippin' (Woah)
Drop them packs off in the BMW in the trenches, woah
Written by: Terrence Triplett
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