letra de trippin / matchup - aftrr!
trippin
[intro]
(who you really) (who you really)
(who you really) (who you really)
(who you really trippin’ on?) (trippin’ on)
(oh, whoa)
(oh) (oh)
(who you really) (who you really)
(who you really) (who you really)
(who you really trippin’ on?) (trippin’ on)
[pre-chorus]
i ain’t even need no one but you
i don’t wanna talk no one but you
12am, whats the word?
baby come through
old problem, i ain’t even stressin’ i’m cool
yeah, i’m good on that
3 story meet me in the cul de sac
top floor pull up, now she on my lap
2 door she like “how you do it like that?” (oh)
[chorus]
who you really
who you really
who you really trippin’ on?
who you really
who you really
who you really trippin’ on?
[verse]
2 time, like back to back
chillin’ in my room, where your manners at?
tryna’ be like me, it’s kinda sad
your boyfriend, he ‘ain’t really like that (oh)
(yeah)
[verse]
racks taller than lincoln
blocked her, she hit me on linkedin
but she bad, maybe i’m tweaking
tell her pull up, bring a friend for the weekend
friday night club, tell me who you leaving, with
don’t wanna fight for no reason, sh-t
got some history and we could talk about it
she got mad at me, i allow it
[pre-chorus]
i ain’t even need no one but you
i don’t wanna talk no one but you
12am, whats the word?
baby come through
old problem, i ain’t even stressin’ i’m cool
yeah, i’m good on that
3 story meet me in the cul de sac
top floor pull up, now she on my lap
2 door she like “how you do it like that?” (oh)
[chorus]
who you really
who you really
who you really trippin’ on?
who you really
who you really
who you really trippin’ on?
[outro]
2 time, like back to back
chillin’ in my room, where your manners at?
tryna’ be like me, it’s kinda sad
your boyfriend, he ‘ain’t really like that (oh)
matchup
[intro]
had to tell her that i’m next up
in a s class but she ride me like a vespa
i put twin turbos on a v8 in a tesla
she gon’ pda in front my ho, i think i messed up
i just hit 200 on a dash, you can’t catch up
turn them into ash, homeboy running, we gon’ ketchum
it’s a newsflash how i came up, did it fast yeah
can’t compete with me, this ain’t no matchup
can’t compete with me, this ain’t no matchup
call the cavalry, that boy, he gon’ need some backup
can’t compete with me, get your racks up
double pint of lean, i’m so gone, i cannot stand up
double door suicide, oh i’m floating
pour a four in my fanta mix it, it’s a potion
cut the grass out for them snakes and the rodents
let it all play out, i’ll set it in motion
f-ck it up one time
show me how you do it when you out all night
i’ma hit her up if the price is right
knock on her door and she pull me insi-i-i-de (i-i-de)
i don’t wanna worry ’bout no other gu-u-y
baby whats the hurry? it’s just you and i
i’m soul ti-i-ed
she told me i do it best, it’s no surprise
tell me is it wrong that i need you?
am i really in the wrong if i seek you?
know i gotta count my wrongs before i feel you
if you wanna come with friends then bring two
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