Sippin’ My Drank Trippie Redd (Ft. Rich The Kid)

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Big 14, know what the fuck goin' on, huh
Ayy

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Ayy, I don't know a thing about pain
I just keep on sippin' my drank
Swear I don't know shit about pain
I just keep on sippin' my drank
Swear I don't know a thing about pain (My drank)
I just keep on sippin' my drank (Drank)
I do not know shit about pain (My drank)
I just keep on sippin' my drank

[Bridge: Trippie Redd & Rich The Kid]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Yuh, yuh, yuh, ayy)
Sippin' my drank, ooh, sippin' my drank, sippin' my drank (What? What?)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
She wanna sip Act' (Act'), I told her get back (Huh?)
The back of the Maybach, she lose it (Lose it)
She goin' stupid (What?), I cannot love her no Cupid (Yeah)
Pickin' up phone for a check (A check)
Money counter, drop a grip on my neck (Brr)
Sippin' drank, couple pints on a jet (Lean)
Bitch bad, I'ma teach her to flex (Rich)
100K in my Louie (My Louie)
Pull up on you with a chopper, no Uzi (Grrah)
Real V's, I'm a diamond saint (Ice)
I was broke, Rich Forever the chain (My chain)
Please don't touch on my cup, it got lean in it (It got lean)
They say it's the drop, but, bitch, we still sippin' (What?)