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don't trip - lil buckss lyrics

don’t trip lyrics
[intro: lil buckss]
(ooh, sav k!lled it)
go, f*cking go, go
go, ayy, go, ayy
don’t make the wrong move

[verse 1: lil buckss]
don’t make the wrong move, you gon’ turn into a victim
can’t n0body help when you screaming that you hit
it’s a gunfight, why you balling up your fists?
that’s how your man died, you don’t wanna built like him
with that talking sh*t, the same n*gga that we hit
the same n*gga that was yelling, screaming like a b*tch
hanging out that honda, we gon’ do him like ricky
somebody gon’ die when we sleeping in that tinted
hurt yourself, i don’t get cooked, why you serving?
i just start shooting, n*gga, i don’t get nervous
he going [?], that n*gga eyes getting blurred
that ten milli’ go to work, they hit his head, [?]
rolling up the ‘za, broski rolling up the ‘za
five n*ggas shot, broski get me high five
caught his stupid ass loafing on that nice house
caught his stupid ass, hit him in his blind side
execution style, we don’t do no drive*bys
[?] caught a body, laughint at him, haha
[verse 2: yungliv]
bending blocks, hopping out on every corner
your man keep tryna diss without a gun, [?]
these n*ggas cap, [?]
they claim they sliding and getting back about sh*t
but they ain’t been on it
he couldn’t make home from school
i heard one of them hitters got up on him
i know b*tches get impatient when is time to get sh*t going
if i put switch on this b*tch when he run off he still a goner
lil’ thot b*tch, known to give los on them opponents
when his ex drop, i won’t get tired when we get on him
n*gga dropped his gun when we got closer opening fire
i’m a real street n*gga, if they grip me then i’m lying
it will be a cold day in h*ll before i leave without that iron
but a n*gga disrespect me, we gon’ make the city quiet

[verse 3: lil buckss]
[?] said you rolling up the box, let me get that
n*gga shooting with his eyes closed with his b*tch ass
i ain’t worried about it ’cause i know we gon’ get back
n*ggas running down and still ain’t get l!ck back
he ain’t see that blueberry beam, that’s on him
four n*ggas in that honda, we about to spin
ooh, they said he paralysed, he won’t walk again
play your reviews because them bullets go through tint
he is not a spinner, boy, you just a pretender
you started drilling 2021, you is a beginner
that b*tch you f*cking with sucked my d*ck, i know you kissed her
i feel bad for that lil’ boy, they turned his head to a sticker
[verse 4: yungliv]
i got my gun and i ain’t waiting, we approaching any situation
the opps be cliquing up together, when we slide ain’t no graves
my lil’ homie had got shot then we put n*ggas on the pavement
when i get closer, a n*gga drop but ain’t no probably, is a maybe
this lil’ one b*tch got the drop, i told her give it and stop playing

- lil buckss lyrics

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