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letra de i aint trippin - st nick (619)

[chorus: st nick]
take a b-tch out, she gon’ pay the check
i ain’t trippin’ on a n-gga cuz i know i’m next
i ain’t trippin’ on a n-gga, he can get the tec
i ain’t trippin’ on a n-gga they just wanna flex
want the cash quick, i just want the check
i’ma get it out her ass and get it out her neck
we can [?]
we gon’ roll him like a wood and we gon’ f-ckin’ win

[verse 1: lil maru]
i ain’t trippin’, got a baddie from the hood
she impressive, she be rollin’ all my woods
dead foolies in my pocket like it should
you wouldn’t gas a brodie even if you could
get off me, baby on me cuz i’m next
i be hittin’ straight dabs, i be tryna catch my breath
h-lla hoes on my line, i ain’t even tryna flex
shorty never gettin’ money, you ain’t ever gettin’ checks
baby said she like the way i sauce
she rollin’ off the juggies, she can’t even ask the cost
b-tches break the game, bullets flyin’ through your walls
my homies gettin’ money, we be trappin’ out the halls
baby off the molly now she talkin’ to jesus
i don’t really ever catch you [?] neiman’s
she like “maru how you doin’?” then she call me a g*nius
why she always tryna play? i’m tryna vibe like a venus
[verse 2: oso da relli]
i ain’t trippin’ on a b-tch if she be trippin’ on me
and i ain’t cuffin’ you lil baby, b-tch i’m not the police
we come for neck and you know i had to hop on the beat
i feel like jordan how i’m ballin’ like it’s 1993
she said “how you gettin’ dough?” i said “don’t worry ’bout me”
cuz if you trippin’ ’bout what i’m doin’ then you can hit the streets
get to the bag by any means that means [?]
she said “let’s link”, f-ck that i left that dumb b-tch on seen
these n-ggas talk, talk, talk way too much
if you lookin’ for a handout well sh-t you outta luck
what’s the difference between me and you? b-tch, you’s a sl-t
i heard last week 3 n-ggas hit, d-mn hoe that’s sus
couldn’t care less b-tch, i’m tryna run it up
pop out at the f-ckin’ party and you know we turnt up
i trippin’ ’bout you baby cuz i’m gettin’ to these bucks
d-mn i had to get a bag, i couldn’t really give a f-ck

[chorus: st nick]
take a b-tch out, she gon’ pay the check
i ain’t trippin’ on a n-gga cuz i know i’m next
i ain’t trippin’ on a n-gga, he can get the tec
i ain’t trippin’ on a n-gga they just wanna flex
want the cash quick, i just want the check
i’ma get it out her ass and get it out her neck
we can [?]
we gon’ roll him like a wood and we gon’ f-ckin’ win

- st nick 619

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