“Guilt trippin, and than some”
“So nasty when she rollin”
I have it in writin, I have it countin
I be so high like I live in the mountain
Drippin all day like I got me a fountain
Don’t want no op next to me or surroundin
Am still alive yeah my heart is still poundin
Them niggas fake yeah, no wonder they bouncin
This rhyming shit nigga, am still about it
Am still about it(x2)
Way in the south, got me a shawty
**** all my ex’s them bitches be talkin
All so seen my room but they never been shoppin
I got that water, and soon I be drownin
I spoke to God, he said this is your callin
Keep doin your thing yeah, my nigga you got it
**** all them them haters, don’t ever be sorry
You got that kick yeah, my nigga you got it
Yeah
We trippin
“Guilt trippin, and than some”
“So nasty when she rollin”