This is a song about "Niga trippin"

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Now i'm trippin up, trippy on the verge of giving up

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Trippin hard as fuck all up and down these walls

Ride or die niga im not a stunt dummy

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

And from there on they be trippin'

Fuck swag, nigga i got ambition

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Just like you, sippin trippin minding my business thats p's and q's

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Reloads a punch of glass niga ima cut you harass