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Cole Sebastian - Don't Trip Lyrics



Cole Sebastian - Don't Trip Lyrics




I tell my baby don't
Oh baby
Sebastian, Cole

I tell my baby don't trip 'bout a bad bitch hitting my phone
You know I get calls
Bringing up the past tense
Black tints in your zone
It's you over all them hoes
Tryna test me
Sending booty pics in a new Bugatti whip
Wanna get a boy stressing
Wanna get a boy to test it

But I'm done with addressing hoes with attention, they too crazy
Know she'll f*ck for possessions, damn she lazy
She Beyonce, I be Jay-Z
F*cking other bitches, don't shit phase me or her
I know I'm him but girl it's better you deserve
It's better you deserve
But still don't trip you know I'm righting all my wrongs
This shit's been different since you've known what I've been on
Girl with me's where you belong
Girl just don't

Don't trip 'bout a bad bitch hitting my phone
You know I get calls
Bringing up the past tense
Black tints in your zone
It's you over all them hoes
Tryna test me
Sending booty pics in a new Bugatti whip
Wanna get a boy stressing
But you won't get me stressing

I got you stressing, "shit, I gotta best him now"
Girl, I'm the best and you know I don't give in to doubt
But you don't really wanna hear me out
You just want me to dick you down
Two fiddy on your ankle's, wild
Make it dangle down, no hands, all style

Babe, you make it hard for me to let you down
And all the turns just lead to us coming back
Round and round, confuse me darling
Feels liked our, our love is built on faulty thoughts
Girl, I must confess it's on me
Two sides to stories
Yeah I've been tripping but don't

Don't make me come around and play me off, we do this often
I know it's been a while since we've been talking, kill me softly
I can't restrain my thoughts and you've got the worth to stop me
I've got the words, I'm sorry
I'm sorry, but don't you trip

I tell my baby don't trip 'bout a bad bitch hitting my phone
You know I get calls
Bringing up the past tense
Black tints in your zone
It's you over all them hoes
Tryna test me
Sending booty pics in a new Bugatti whip
Wanna get a boy stressing
So don't

I tell my baby don't
Sebastian, Cole
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English

I tell my baby don't
Oh baby
Sebastian, Cole

I tell my baby don't trip 'bout a bad bitch hitting my phone
You know I get calls
Bringing up the past tense
Black tints in your zone
It's you over all them hoes
Tryna test me
Sending booty pics in a new Bugatti whip
Wanna get a boy stressing
Wanna get a boy to test it

But I'm done with addressing hoes with attention, they too crazy
Know she'll f*ck for possessions, damn she lazy
She Beyonce, I be Jay-Z
F*cking other bitches, don't shit phase me or her
I know I'm him but girl it's better you deserve
It's better you deserve
But still don't trip you know I'm righting all my wrongs
This shit's been different since you've known what I've been on
Girl with me's where you belong
Girl just don't

Don't trip 'bout a bad bitch hitting my phone
You know I get calls
Bringing up the past tense
Black tints in your zone
It's you over all them hoes
Tryna test me
Sending booty pics in a new Bugatti whip
Wanna get a boy stressing
But you won't get me stressing

I got you stressing, "shit, I gotta best him now"
Girl, I'm the best and you know I don't give in to doubt
But you don't really wanna hear me out
You just want me to dick you down
Two fiddy on your ankle's, wild
Make it dangle down, no hands, all style

Babe, you make it hard for me to let you down
And all the turns just lead to us coming back
Round and round, confuse me darling
Feels liked our, our love is built on faulty thoughts
Girl, I must confess it's on me
Two sides to stories
Yeah I've been tripping but don't

Don't make me come around and play me off, we do this often
I know it's been a while since we've been talking, kill me softly
I can't restrain my thoughts and you've got the worth to stop me
I've got the words, I'm sorry
I'm sorry, but don't you trip

I tell my baby don't trip 'bout a bad bitch hitting my phone
You know I get calls
Bringing up the past tense
Black tints in your zone
It's you over all them hoes
Tryna test me
Sending booty pics in a new Bugatti whip
Wanna get a boy stressing
So don't

I tell my baby don't
Sebastian, Cole
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Writer: Cole Gurnsey
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Performed By: Cole Sebastian
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Cole Gurnsey
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