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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vince Staples
Vocals
Kenny Beats
Programming
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Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vince Staples
Songwriter
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Songwriter
Doris Bright
Songwriter
Kenneth Blume III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenny Beats
Producer
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Co-Producer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jeremie Inhaber
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Zach Pereyra
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer
Spencer Dennis
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Yeah, uh) Trippin'
(Yeah) Trippin'
(Trippin') Trippin'
(Trippin', huh, yeah, yeah) Trippin'
[Verse 2]
Yeah, listen, I ain't going, riding foreign (Listen)
Riches, off of touring, call ignoring (Yeah)
Missions, miss my brothers, die for colors
Quidditch, catching snitches, do him vicious (Yeah)
Living, Like Khadijah, quick to leave her
Just because, like Anita, she in love
But it's leisure, real around the corner bleeder (Naw, naw)
Bounce out on 'em on Artesia, now he got amnesia
[Verse 3]
Trippin
(Yeah) Trippin'
(Trippin') Trippin'
(Trippin', huh, yeah) Trippin'
(Yeah) Trippin'
(Yeah, yeah) Trippin'
(Ay you trippin', yeah) Trippin', yeah
(Trippin') Trippin', yeah
[Verse 4]
I ain't gon' lie, always been the one to cuff (Naw)
I ain't gon' lie, sometimes I hit it once and them I'm stuck (Aw, yeah)
I ain't gon' lie, no you not the only one (Naw)
I ain't gon' lie, she only want me 'cause I money touch
I hate July, crime is high, the summer suck (Sheesh)
Can't even hit the beach without my heat, it's in my trunks
They ride the tide, I don't got no one trust (Yeah)
Trust and believe I see the shit that's up your sleeves
[Verse 5]
Come fuck with me, we living fast as SRTs
Don't come for me unless GoFundMe what you seek, yeah
They lighting candles on the curb they not diptyques (Naw)
My hood impatient so be weary if it's beef (Yeah)
Pull up location is the belly of the beast, yeah
This shit get deadly, hope you ready to decease, yeah
It's just you and me
Pay me what you owe, this shit ain't free, naw
[Verse 6]
Trippin'
(Yeah) Trippin'
(Trippin') Trippin'
(Trippin', huh, yeah) Trippin'
(Yeah) Trippin'
(Yeah, yeah) Trippin'
(Ay you trippin', yeah) Trippin', yeah
(Trippin') Trippin', yeah
Written by: Diddy Bop, Doris Bright, Kenneth Blume III, Omnivore Refrains, Vince Staples, monte booker