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letra de don’t trip - kay flock

[intro]
(glo made the beat?)

[verse 1: c-hii wvttz]
tell brodie, “don’t run, don’t trip,” like (don’t trip)
every time i see the opps [?] (grrah, grrah)
don’t run, you can get hit, like
call up bro kay, got a beam on his grip (grrah, grrah)
we spin, two-tones in the whip
like, gotta stay in shape, bro can’t get clipped (grrah-grrah, boom)
bullet holes feel like jelly (gang)
trip like ygk, i ain’t never do sh-t (gang, gang, gang)

[verse 2: kay flock]
they scream, “don’t run, don’t run”
and they saw when i was comin’, i yelled, “don’t trip” (don’t trip)
i’ma cl!ck, don’t miss (don’t miss)
spin in the tints, them sh-ts get flipped (that sh-t get flipped)
chii said, “what you gon’ do with the witness?” (what?)
n-gga, they gettin’ clipped (n-gga, they gettin’ clipped)
n-gga, we spinnin’ on feet, we don’t need no v
so once i boom, better dip (better dip)
i could call gotti or notti or scottie (scottie or nottie)
i call gotti for addys and thotties (facts)
i know notti gon’ flock so i keep him beside me (uh-huh)
i know scottie still movin’ too hotty (grrah-grrah)
he be fiendin’ and itchin’ to catch him a body (like grrah)
he gon’ post up […]
[verse 3: c-hii wvttz]
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[verse 4: dougie b]
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[verse 5: kay flock]
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