Lyrics She Tripping - BlueBand TrE

Yeah
T up
Mother fucking pendants nigga
NOIR GOT THAT FYE
Mane yeah
Got that fye tho
Mane let's go
Let's go
Got a whole lot of that shit on
Run up these bands let's run up the cake
My nigga come on mane
Aye I wrote this
On god
Let's get it

Me and these niggas ain't the same
Ion' want the diamonds no more I want it plain
These niggas do it for the fame
These niggas broke act like they in the game
Living off your bitch that's lame
Say you wanna blow up I'll kill you for the fame
Nigga want smoke like a train
White car with the top back Cocaine
(Come on)
Dark bitch Reese's no piece's
Can't say her name but don't know why I mentioned
These niggas sticked up they going on a mission
Shoot up his guts turn that boy to some chitterlings
Big long pole on me blow it no fishing
These ain't Balmain how I'm fresh in the dickies?
I'll kick her out before we get to kick it
Send her out the door when I know she tripping

Fuck these ho€s these lil bitty b!+€#s
Take some from tre on god nigga I'm killing
Put on my son catch a body in the city
I know your Future lil nigga I'm Wicked
Fuck up your life don't say you got these riches
Nah don't say you in the trenches
Cartier shades on my eyes like I'm reading
Throw up the forks but they know ain't bleeding
I'm a big MAC but you know these niggas so cheesy
Hungry all my niggas they greedy
The team hungry for a body imma feed it
Never take a L now they know I'm undefeated
Yea I gotta cut em all off these niggas always leeching
These niggas always changing dark shirt with the bleach
How the fuck imma do it like Nike
I done did it
Ain't doing all the talking, cause these niggas know we with it

Me and these niggas ain't the same
Ion' want the diamonds no more I want it plain
These niggas do it for the fame
These niggas broke act like they in the game
Living off your bitch that's lame
Say you wanna blow up I'll kill you for the fame
Nigga want smoke like a train
White car with the top back Cocaine
(Come on)
Dark bitch Reese's no piece's
Can't say her name but don't know why I mentioned
These niggas sticked up they going on a mission
Shoot up his guts turn that boy to some chitterlings
Big long pole on me blow it no fishing
These ain't Balmain how I'm fresh in the dickies?
I'll kick her out before we get to kick it
Send her out the door when I know she tripping