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I Aint Trippin (prod. by Dj Swish)

๐Ÿ‘ค RJ (Pushaz Ink) โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ O.M.M.I.O (Hosted by DJ Mustard) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:47
๐ŸŽต 2477 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:47 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Yea you know i got it poppin like a kettle corn.
All i know is analogys and metaphors...
Plus im the great bambino...
Fly like nasa. when they land. they like where did he go.
My ego...
Fly like an eagle...
My migos.
Is all heart...
Mixed wit some vo...
Mad love to my tios...
At last i see hope...
Raize my fist then proceed to be dope...
Kiss my star of david.
Kiss my mom diana davis.
Let her know dat shes da greatest...
Rest in love to all my people... that ain't here and couldnt make it.
I pour out a little drank...
Mad Props to all my people rising in this damn game...
I say a prayer... for the lost...
I once was lost but i've been found...
The system will try to take you.
But we gon break u out.
Even if dat means holding mack elevens...
Penitentary chances. to fight and reach to our destiny.
We like...

I smoke broccoli... sometimes i sip and hold dem thangz.
But i aint trippin im jus out here trying to do my thang.
They call me wiz, short fa wizard... thats my brothers name.
I put da kid thats respect .yea you know da game.
I smoke broccoli... sometimes i sip and hold dem thangz.
But i aint trippin im jus out here trying to do my thang.
They call me wiz, short fa wizard... thats my brothers name.
I put da kid thats respect .yea you know da game.

Im out here solid like granite...
My fam stay royal.
Im out ta soil.the mud.my whole camp loyal.
Crown leaning.to da west like a sunset.
No punctuations... no commas.
Jus pure blood and sweat.
I take flight but i ain't trippin...
Trynna do me.
They drop a beat.
I kick a dope verse like bruce lee.
I put dis ink to dis loose leaf.
And make magic...
Happen its a rap... yea im rappin em in plastic.
I master dis game like slavery.
Serve em all ...i be catering.
Im on a roll fresh out da bakery.
I got bars like mars... im jus trying to do my thang...
Do my dance sideways.on da west gate .
Good times.at a good place...
Good grace...
Save face...
Fake flakes.
Soft as old grapes.
I take it day by day. God only ... one way...
Now u know i gotta pray...

I smoke broccoli... sometimes i sip and hold dem thangz.
But i aint trippin im jus out here trying to do my thang.
They call me wiz, short fa wizard... thats my brothers name.
I put da kid thats respect .yea you know da game.
I smoke broccoli... sometimes i sip and hold dem thangz.
But i aint trippin im jus out here trying to do my thang.
They call me wiz, short fa wizard... thats my brothers name.
I put da kid thats respect .yea you know da game.

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