Mookie Buck$ - Baby Don't Trip!

Light up a spliff, we getting it lit
I'm up in the party, keeping a blick
So baby don't trip, be living this shit
I'm really a factor, I ain't for the chatter
Y'all be some actors, when it comes to the drugs
I stick to the script, I'm not in court
So why does it matter?

I'm not a goodfella, had to rob for dinero
When I kick the door, i'm ready to blast
So don't be a hero
I bug off the henny, I'm toting the semi
Do hits in the renty, but I'm up in the hemi
Popping the burner until it run empty
Spin blocks, you that know I'm ready
Aim steady, so you know I don't miss
Gotta keep it a buck, Better pray for some luck
When I spin, got the drake in the front
I'm racked up, looking for cheddar
When I leave the crib, I'm packing berretas
Eye for an eye, no squashing vendettas
I'm making bucks in Milwaukee
Take a trip to Miami, I'm toting the heat
And my ooters will spin, they tote the 50
Hit you from the back of the seat
Swag school, you know that they copy
Shawty be wocky, she wanna top me
She do it sloppy, bussin off molly
Caught me some bodies, in the party the ratchet be on me
Fucking ya thotty, off of the scotty
Beat up the pussy, I'm feeling like rocky
I move with a stick, like it's hockey
Be moving real wocky, be feeling real groggy
Get hit with my blick, if you talking that shit
Look shawty be buggin, she know that I'm Thuggin
Never be fronting, she fucking and sucking
Opps pull up then I'm bussing, make em start running
I light up the Dutch, look I hit his ass with the K
Smoking some dope, then I'm sipping some drank
Feel like I'm up in space
Up in the foreign, I do the race
Your srt ain't giving a chase
Like a subwoofer I be pumping some bass
Keep me a flock, two to ya face
Keep me a magnum, not no condom
I'm all black like Batman, I be robbin
My flock hold fifty, get hit in your kidney
I'm sipping on Houston, no whitney
I'm off the remy, do hits in the renty
Fucking ya hoe, up in the telly
Fuck the opps, smoking on smelly
Murder on my mind, feeling like melly
I'm making it hot, she think that I'm nelly
Bad bitch she from Brazil, I'm fucking her good
Leaving her stiff

Light up a spliff, we getting it lit
I'm up in the party, keeping a blick
So baby don't trip, be living this shit
I'm really a factor, I ain't for the chatter
Y'all be some actors, when it comes to the drugs
I stick to the script, I'm not in court
So why does it matter?

Written by:
Austin Pezzello

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