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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Trip
Big Trip
Performer
Brendan Louis Tripodi
Brendan Louis Tripodi
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brendan Louis Tripodi
Brendan Louis Tripodi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TwoFive
TwoFive
Producer

Lyrics

I don't give a damn
Bout him, bout her, bout you
All white double R got stars on the roof
I go and I go and I pop out they like ooou
Who the fuck is that white boy?
BIG T.R.I mother fuckin P
Keep your mind stuck on business
Never give a fuck bout bitches
Lot of hard work I did this
And I know Gods my witness
Say you want to get those riches
You just got to stay consistent
I be shaped up so vicious
And i got my knots on thickness
hold up, hold up
I be so calm that I feel like a monk
Riding down i-95
Not a blink in my eye
I got 30p stuff in the trunk
Don't deal with 50's or 20's or 1's
But imma bring 10's every time that i come
And I got 5 on the way for some fun
Hit it like drums, then we be done
I don't give a damn
Bout him, bout her, bout you
All white double R got stars on the roof
I go and I go and I pop out they like ooou
Who the fuck is that white boy?
BIG T.R.I mother fuckin P
Every time I step into the room i know they judging me
Listen when I say that I don't care if you don't fuck with me
Every time I step into the room I know they judging me
Listen when I say that I don't care if you don't fuck with me
Mental and physical
Spiritually mythical
Im at the top of the ranks
Diamonds are visible
Dripping they drinkable
Look like I just robbed a bank
Stay committed when the battle toughen
I ain't doubting nothing Im a juggernaut
Always finish always pushing limits
Im like David Goggins when i run the block
I don't give a damn
Bout him, bout her, bout you
All white double R got stars on the roof
I go and I go and I pop out they like ooou
Who the fuck is that white boy?
BIG T.R.I mother fuckin P
Written by: Brendan Louis Tripodi
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