Jarrod - Don't Trip Lyrics

Flying thru the city fast
Like a turbulence
Never stop at stop signs like the ambulance
Roll three woods and
Burn a cabin
If you Roll I'm with the band then there's the wagon

Big boss pimpin we don't vibe out sacs
Y'all smokin on the snap but you can't get it bac
Tried to Roll a f wood and that b not Intacked
Swhen I went up into flames and had to bring the games back

I make a play in the feild like mccafertty
No Kaepernick
I don't play
You could never tackle me
No passive shit
I roll the stick
No casualties
It's lemon trees
And f Bad company

Big wild fire b I'm Cali
She in my Calvin's gettin nasty

I shoot her club up I'm a class act really classy
Say she got her ass like her mom well I'm her daddy
I put it right up in her back Rest In Peace got a fatty
If ya mans got the downs clean up with some downy
B I break the block in the end like I'm Clowney
No clowning I'm good with number but no accounting
Im pickin up the bag if it's ripped
B I found it
No payment got you lookin all astounded
Your girl catch my kids out the air like a fountain
So damn wet one drop Now she drownin

I throw a bird in the air Matty ice
They say fool me once but you know I rolled twice
This rockstar shit man I hope it is the life
Cus this money got a grip and I keep the fam tight

See the problem is
No oxygen
The pap is in
It's obvious
They nock again
I'll let them in
I'll pick their pocket
And then I'll pocket it

100 something grams in a cup
Gotta keep the whip keys with the pump

100 something grams in a cup
Gotta keep the whip keys with the pump

Keep the bag in the front f a trunk
Put a dent in the bag Hit a bump
I was rollin one up
On the way to the plug
And
My ears wet to my neck
Issa a flood

Tell ya boys don't slip cus my pockets run deep
And y'all don't really flip call you Quarter pound Pete
If you pickin up the Zs then you boys can't sleep
Cus I'm all about my money see you end of the week

Flying thru the city fast
Like a turbulence

Never stop at stop signs like the ambulance

Roll three woods and
Burn a cabin

If you Roll I'm with the band then there's the wagon
If you riding shotgun Issa tragic
Reach over to the wheels go ahead grab it

Cat piss out the bag Homie that's it
But I'm good with the flip told em don't trip