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trippin - luclover lyrics

[chorus]
yæ
b*tch i been feeling like that
i got these two white hoes with me wan get in the backseat
i told this lil b*tch get a cab
i′m first in it, first in it
f*ck her, i cap
in person not worse
a motherf*cker can’t cap
i got these two white hoes with me ain′t talking bout snow bunnies
i’m talking bout that motherf*cking cat
blue benji’s they with me, inside of the bag
i been getting spinach, addicted to cash
b*tch i got this foreign lil hoe
i don′t know what she know
i don′t know if she in it for real
i told this hoe that she tripping
don’t know what she missing
i go to saks fifth, blow a bag
lil b*tch i got the dough and the spinach
motherf*cker not missing
if i spend a bag, get it back
[verse]
i got this clue to strike back like i′m bad
still keep my cool like i’m running the trap
this sh*t off the dome and it′s cl!cking
motherf*cker not tripping
i feel like my badges all maxed
i don’t like this hoe and it′s cl!cking
i’m knowing my distance
i’m knowing that i can′t go back
if i dump this hoe then i′m dipping
i know i ain’t tripping
i know ima run off like track
i got this hoe in the building
a whole other feeling when you finally touching racks
bro popped a blue pill and i popped an xo
i praying to god this sh*t ain′t laced with crack
i’m stepping and stepping inside these margiela′s
that pink lemonade what i feed to the trap
i popped another two beans to my body
it feel like i’m gone, it feel like i′m dead
i think it’s gone, it’s all in my head
my diamonds on when i go to bed
i think they want me gone, it′s all in the feds
i said my b*tch a hoe, i ain′t open that text
my b*tch she keep going nuts bout my ex
i got these baskets, fill it up with the x
i got this codeine, i mix it with x
i popped these four three’s, i ain′t feeling the best
[chorus]
yæ
b*tch i been feeling like that
i got these two white hoes with me wan get in the backseat
i told this lil b*tch get a cab
i′m first in it, first in it
f*ck her, i cap
in person not worse
a motherf*cker can’t cap
i got these two white hoes with me ain′t talking bout snow bunnies
i’m talking bout that motherf*cking cat
blue benji’s they with me, inside of the bag
i been getting spinach, addicted to cash
b*tch i got this foreign lil hoe
i don′t know what she know
i don′t know if she in it for real
i told this hoe that she tripping
don’t know what she missing
i go to saks fifth, blow a bag
lil b*tch i got the dough and the spinach
motherf*cker not missing
if i spend a bag, get it back

- luclover lyrics

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