David Lewis Jr - Trippin On Me Lyrics

Fixin my car gotta jack it up
She wanna talk gotta stack it up
I make a bag gotta rack it up
Get to the bank then I add it up
She go bananas for pebbles
Blowing bubbles no power puff
She get a ring with a bezel I make a hit and she gettin an Audemar
She the baddest I ever had
She just pull up and chill out with me
She lay on the bed
Bae just lay down just lay on my sheets
She asking me who?
Who is this girl is this girl I see?
Shawty you cool
But you trippin you trippin on me
I'm cookin up with the butter
I make a beat like no other
I teach your son and you're daughter
I teach you love like a brother
You need some cash and I cover it
I'm thanking God for my Father
I'm thanking God for my family
I'm thanking God for my mother thank you momma
Stirring the pot and I'm stirring it up finna travel the world like the virus did
Your shawty stirring the pot yeah she chillin with me and she cooking like chinamen
Your shawty stressin me out I can't wait for the bottle I'm drinking a Heineken,
I got some bud that's in need of enlightenment I should go get me a lighter then,
The league Im finna change up the league
I'm finna make you believe
I'm finna make you believe
She got peaches and cream
She tried to stay out the scene
God sent her out a dream
Thank her momma for the genes
Thank her momma for the
Fixin my car gotta jack it up she wanna talk gotta stack it up
I make a bag gotta rack it up
Get to the bank then I add it up
She go bananas for pebbles blowing bubbles no power puff
She get a ring with a bezel I make a hit and she gettin an Audemar
She the baddest I ever had
She just pull up and chill out with me
She lay on the bed
Bae just lay down just lay on my sheets
She asking me who?
Who is this girl is this girl I see?
Shawty you cool
But you trippin you trippin on me