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$Trip Talk (Sped Up)

$Trip Talk (Sped Up)

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You ain't talkin money, lil nigga, then keep yo' lips tucked

And I ain't worried bout yo' bitch boy, I been fucked

I need Benjamins, hundos, big bucks

Hit the bitch for cash, you hit the bitch for a quick nut

You ain't bout yo' money, fucking loony

Old nerd ass, lame ass goofy

I hit the stash, then hit the dash with this toolie

You loving on the bitch LOL that bitch a groupie

But if she fucking with me she gon' pay some

And I finesse out her bag if she play dumb

And any nigga talking sweet can meet the K drum

I spray some, won't stop busting until the jakes come

Hate now, say now, bitch who let the mob out?

All my niggas going dumb like some dropouts

350 Benz off the lot when I hop out

Whip and dip and jubilated when I pop out

Choose me I need the feed real simple

I swipe tags like Swiper real swifty

Bitch bugging on my phone talking 'bout she miss me

And I ain't gave her shit but some dick up in her kidney

Man you broke ass niggas ain't get no pesos

And I can't fuck with broke niggas man I hate those

I hit Seth for the Act' he keep the Ace po'd

Mixed up the potion bitch I'm sipping out the Fay-go

Big whips fuck a skip, you be rolling reggie

Fucked your bitch and gave her dick, she felt it in her belly

I could probably fuck your momma, but her pussy smelly

Fuck trapping where I stay, I'm trapping out the telly

Told that bitch I need my money not a minute late

Got the juice in my cup but this ain't Minute Maid

I be smoking on the dope, it make me levitate

Chopper right beside me, make a nigga meet the heaven gates

Bitch I feel like D. Wade, I let that Heat go

Popping out the cut, we got drakies and gleekos

And your bitch be tryna fuck so I beat those

Sent her on a mission, she came back with them C notes

And you know I'm running game like it's Nike town

Bad bitch, had her hella wet, she had to wipe me down

And I touched a couple bands so I'm icy now

Bitches choose for Sethii Shmactt

I guess they like me now It's Mister Get

The Yus and dip, bitch don't do the splits

Hot heads bitch, so I suggest that you don't trip

She sucked my dick on school campus while we in the whip

And like a bad pitch, you never hit, you niggas swing and miss

Look little bitch come fuck with me, ain't nothing average

You niggas pillow talking hoes, ain't no mackin'

Faggots should've joined the drama club, he actin'

My plug a white boy, his weed musty, call that Brad Pitt

Designer on me, it look like I just robbed Saks Fifth

She treat the dick like garage, she gon' back in

To keep it real, baby, I don't need no wack bitch

Somewhere in Aspen, no T Pain, I put you in the cabin

I'm fucking geeked up on these beats, you know I'm fucking spazzin'

Your bitch a freak, she hop up on my dick without me askin'

That ain't your guap, that shit Monopoly so stop that flexin'

Big dope smoke, and pass the spark because I ain't Fucking matchin

To keep it a stack, I don't rock with you niggas

I can't sit down and shake hands or conversate with you niggas

You fake pimpin', cut the act, I ain't got time for you niggas

There's a ladder you gotta climb to flex and rock wit' a nigga

I lay low and post up, 'cause I don't rock with the new

Gold dancing, polar racing, that's the horses they new

Bitches on this clean game, the fit game on flex

Duck and cover when we send 'em, ain't no warnings and shit

I'm out the way but I keep a couple rolls like a fat nigga

Learn the game, running play, make it flip and run back with it

Pesos, no lame hoes, Mob nigga, know we take those

Keep on yapping we chop suey to the ankles

Ruthless, you stupid if you don't do what I say-so

Sending shots at tops, make opps do the tango

Ruthless, you stupid if you don't do what I say-so

Bad bitch on it, I knock the pussy like Lego

I'm CPUP and I'm never on no sucker shit

Mister Hit Her Once, then I duck the bitch

Fuck the quit, now what's in your pockets bitch?

Profit bitch, you already know I need all of it

Only tough wit' yo' niggas? Man, stop it

You hating on a nigga 'cause I'm poppin'

This thang on my hip will make you drop quick

Keep on speaking that nonsense and I'ma spark this hot shit

Gang gang, lil bitch, this a gang

You already know I'm with the shits so little hoe, stop playin'

Got a square bitch and every two weeks she paid

Play with that fee on mans, it gon' get dangerous

On my mom, nigga, the MOB wit' me and we trippin'

We some young fly niggas so tuck yo' bitches

Yeah I'm on the road, I'm on the road to riches with your thang

I'm fresh off a stain, I'm on a mission(gang gang)

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