Trippin At 2am FBE Keyon, Don FBE, FBE Starks, FBE JT & Babyfxce E
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[Intro]
(SLAJIDI, turn me up)
Bitch, bitch
Yeah, bitch, bitch
Bitch
[Verse 1: Don FBE]
Whole camp turnt, bitch, take your pick
Nigga, don't take no pics
Lil' nigga still broke as fuck 'cause he don't take no risks
Bitch, I'm tryna get this bag off, you worried 'bout a 'fit
Dropped a four in a root beer, it look like gravy mix
Unc' still grittin', sold his first bag in '86
Yeah, bitch, you cute, but that don't change that you a lazy bitch
[Verse 2: FBE Keyon]
Don't try to come over beefin', gang, know you fake on tip
If gang 'nem get your lo', nigga, you better dip
This life shit really a gamble, put faith in my wrist
Ain't never beefin' 'bout no bitch, 'specially ones that we hit
Know I'm good with my nigga Starks, he always got a switch
Nigga wanna flash his wrist, nigga, we'll take your kit
[Verse 3: FBE Starks]
Starks, I be on the road so much 'cause I get paid for trips (SLAJIDI, turn me up)
Paid for shit, ain't no tellin' how much I done made from this
Tryna lovе up on that bitch and we done trained a bitch
Nigga claimеd everything in Flint, don't know what gang he in
It's three Glocks in the car, it's just me and twin
Lil' bro spam the circle button, all he do is spin
Turn the traction off the V so you can make it spin
Make a ten, put it in my pants, and go do it again
(SLAJIDI, turn me up)
Bitch, bitch
Yeah, bitch, bitch
Bitch
[Verse 1: Don FBE]
Whole camp turnt, bitch, take your pick
Nigga, don't take no pics
Lil' nigga still broke as fuck 'cause he don't take no risks
Bitch, I'm tryna get this bag off, you worried 'bout a 'fit
Dropped a four in a root beer, it look like gravy mix
Unc' still grittin', sold his first bag in '86
Yeah, bitch, you cute, but that don't change that you a lazy bitch
[Verse 2: FBE Keyon]
Don't try to come over beefin', gang, know you fake on tip
If gang 'nem get your lo', nigga, you better dip
This life shit really a gamble, put faith in my wrist
Ain't never beefin' 'bout no bitch, 'specially ones that we hit
Know I'm good with my nigga Starks, he always got a switch
Nigga wanna flash his wrist, nigga, we'll take your kit
[Verse 3: FBE Starks]
Starks, I be on the road so much 'cause I get paid for trips (SLAJIDI, turn me up)
Paid for shit, ain't no tellin' how much I done made from this
Tryna lovе up on that bitch and we done trained a bitch
Nigga claimеd everything in Flint, don't know what gang he in
It's three Glocks in the car, it's just me and twin
Lil' bro spam the circle button, all he do is spin
Turn the traction off the V so you can make it spin
Make a ten, put it in my pants, and go do it again
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