
TRIPPIN? Ham Sandwich (USA) (Ft. CAMOGOD)
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[Hook]
Why you trippin'?
Why you trippin'?
Got the juice, Hi-C, I'm sippin'
Why you trippin'?
Why you trippin'?
Keep a pole but a nigga ain't strippin'
[Verse 1: Ham Sandwich]
Boy I'm in your hood straight sippin' on Lipton
Hide the wet floor sign just to catch a nigga slippin'
If a nigga want beef, get it same day shippin'
Got me feel like Spongebob how I always gotta flip it
I'm a threat if you in debt to me
Haters must be paraplegic; none of them can step to me
Feel like Mr. Krabs how all these niggas want the recipe
Call me to the throne, I'm 'bout to have a date with destiny
Your bitch tryna message me
Ain't nobody mess with me
If that nigga talkin' on the gang, that nigga dead to me
Keep a nine on top my hip
Dеgurechaff is next to me
Look around and all I see arе imitations: lesser me
People in my way have very low life expectancy!
Low lives livin' low lives: no trajectory!
Ain't a single one of them has ever come correct to me!
Talkin' out they ass, how these niggas talkin' rectally!
Why you trippin'?
Why you trippin'?
Got the juice, Hi-C, I'm sippin'
Why you trippin'?
Why you trippin'?
Keep a pole but a nigga ain't strippin'
[Verse 1: Ham Sandwich]
Boy I'm in your hood straight sippin' on Lipton
Hide the wet floor sign just to catch a nigga slippin'
If a nigga want beef, get it same day shippin'
Got me feel like Spongebob how I always gotta flip it
I'm a threat if you in debt to me
Haters must be paraplegic; none of them can step to me
Feel like Mr. Krabs how all these niggas want the recipe
Call me to the throne, I'm 'bout to have a date with destiny
Your bitch tryna message me
Ain't nobody mess with me
If that nigga talkin' on the gang, that nigga dead to me
Keep a nine on top my hip
Dеgurechaff is next to me
Look around and all I see arе imitations: lesser me
People in my way have very low life expectancy!
Low lives livin' low lives: no trajectory!
Ain't a single one of them has ever come correct to me!
Talkin' out they ass, how these niggas talkin' rectally!
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