Trippin’ Baby E

She's blowin' on my phone
God, at least a hundred times
She won't leave me alone
And I know she wants to fight
But I don't want the drama
So, I just let it ring
Told her, save it for her mama
And drop the hippie scenes

Girl, you need stop trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin'
Out on me
Man, these bitches been trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin'
Out on me

You get on my nerves
The way you fussin' me and you fight with me
And you try to be my mother sometimes
You know I don't deserve
The stuff you say to me when you mad at me
Stop askin' me them questions like I'm lyin'
'Cause this ain't gonna work out
If you can't trust me
'Cause what's love, then?
Pretty much nothin'
Is it really worth losin' me
All because of little insecurity?
One minute she'll be sendin' that breakup text
Next me minute we'll be havin' that makeup sex