trippin on meh - chyng diamond lyrics
[intro]
run that bag
tell them n*ggas, run that bag (sgull)
gang, ayy
[verse 1]
n*gga pulled up in a jag sayin’, “let’s go” (let’s go)
i like his confidence, but baby, that’s a no*no (uh)
no smoking sign on the window, that’s a rental (skrrt)
plus he a dog*ass n*gga, where his kennel?
i just left chanel and i ran up a high tab (high tab)
use that p*ssy n*gga card, told him, “my bad”
he said that you funny, on my face he seen no laugh
haha, and that boy still ate my ass
i be runnin’ ’round with the drip, i’m so saucy (saucy)
get with the program, if he don’t, i’ma toss him (toss)
diamonds over pearls, like my t**th, i be flossing (flossing)
you might talk about it, if i talk it, i’ma walk it (grrah, grrah)
[pre*chorus]
yeah, tell them n*ggas, run that bag (that bag)
i better come first, not last (not last)
broke b*tches can’t even imag’
i’m finessing all thеse n*ggas and you going out sad (hot, hot, hot*hot)
[chorus]
i’m hot like fire, but i keep it wеt like water (like water)
if he got the bag, i’m on him
but i don’t own him, now i got him trippin’ on me
come on, baby, don’t be trippin’ on me
i’m hot like fire, but i keep it wet like water (like water)
if he got the bag, i’m on him
but i don’t own him, now i got him trippin’ on me
come on, baby, don’t be trippin’ on me
[verse 2]
i’m hot like hot sauce
real pretty b*tch, you a knock off
i’m the type of b*tch to cut the block off
hop out blasting
i be eating good, you be fasting
i be in the hood, you be acting
b*tches wanna be me
but i’m john cena, can’t see me
they mad because they n*ggas wanna eat me
he hit me in my dm
if he ain’t got no cash, then i delete him
if he ain’t tricking, that’s how i’ma treat him, n*gga
[pre*chorus]
yeah, tell them n*ggas, run that bag (that bag)
i better come first, not last (not last)
broke b*tches can’t even imag’
i’m finessing all these n*ggas and you going out sad (hot, hot, hot*hot)
[chorus]
i’m hot like fire, but i keep it wet like water (like water)
if he got the bag, i’m on him
but i don’t own him, now i got him trippin’ on me
come on, baby, don’t be trippin’ on me
i’m hot like fire, but i keep it wet like water (like water)
if he got the bag, i’m on him
but i don’t own him, now i got him trippin’ on me
come on, baby, don’t be trippin’ on me
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