​don’t trip slatt ‎ohsxnta

[Intro: Jace!]
Gotta figure out where I'ma make my living.. You know.. Boy–

[Chorus]
Don't trip about that bitch (Yeah), you don't need her
Don't trip about that shit (Yeah), you don't need it
Don't trip about it (What?)
Don't trip about it
I ju– I just made a hundred-thousand
Shawty sucked my dick, she wylin'
All I do is fucking count it
I just want the bands, shawty
Give that dick, then dash out
I'm like, "Pack your bags, shawty"
We can do the dash now
Let me see that ass now

[Verse]
Everyday I'm working, I bring the bag home
Can't gi– Can't give her my number, I give her the house phone
I'on use a rubber, [?]
He not tryna do it by himself, he screaming, "Put me on"
Boy, I really did this by myself, nobody put me on
You dropping all that bullshit, I can't even namе a song
My slime still on that bullshit, he'll really gеt you gone