Trip Mode E

Skrt, skrt off on a bitch, I can't trust These hoes. Pillow talking to the opps, this shit Got me on go. It's trip mode, baby, We live by the code. Don't care how you Live it, you gon' die for sure. It's the P. Look, Bad example. Look, ayy, look. Why you popping on the 'Gram? Lil' boy, you don't pop nothing. They say you real 'til you drop something. Double back on the opps, huh, I'ma drop something. Lil' baby, with this gun, I'ma crop something. Let me get it, let me tell you what It is, bitch. Double back for the gang, I'm with the biz', bitch. And I'm really in the hood and in my Section. Barrio Evo, we known to keep a weapon. I'm tatted up, lil' baby, and I'm burnt up. CAN in me, homie, get 'em turnt up. Lil' baby, in my section, yeah, we put it Down. I gotta let 'em know, fool, it's the Evo town. Skrt off on a bitch, I can't Trust these hoes. Pillow talking to the opps, This shit got me on go. It's trip mode, baby, we live by the code. Don't care how you live it, you gon' die For sure. I-I-I keep my foot up on they Necks, man, I don't trust these hoes. I put some shit up in the mix and Watch 'em lose control. I move the pound, flip The brick before the break of dawn. Got these bitches riding dick like it's a rodeo. Swerving slow, watching traffic for them crooked Po-po's. Serving fiends from a baggie, break 'em off A whole O. Skinny jeans, but I'm sagging, my Pockets on swole. Making green, it ain't magic, We just hustle twenty-four. Keep a few baddies backstage at the shows. And a strap for the static if the opps Want smoke. Bet they all panic if I'm swanging This pole. Move like a savage, clocking cabbage and Gold. It's trip mode. Batter up, three strikes, you gotta go. I'ma die by the code. It's trip mode. Batter up, three strikes, You gotta go. I'ma die by the code. Skrt off on a bitch, I can't trust these Hoes. Pillow talking to the opps, this shit got Me on go. It's trip mode, baby, we live By the code. Don't care how you live it, You gon' die for sure.