I'm Trippin Out

Ay what you want, what you want, what you need?
You need some pills you need some coke you need some weed
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now

Ay what you want, what you want, what you need?
You need some pills need some coke need some weed
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now

You better hurry up I only got a few grams
Y'all went an' dro' the color of a Mountain Dew can
Came from the rubble, they callin' me the new champ
Pretty's goin' hard on me like boot camp

Man I'm always on the same thing I'm gettin' rich
I feel the same way every day, I'm with the shit
Tell the truth man, I don't really fuck with y'all
Hit the mall with my dogs look like
Who the fuck is y'all?

In the kitchen I'm the mothafuckin' man
White nig can't drop
But that white girl can

Find a bad bitch take her home
And I'mma bend her over
It's easy when you got more snow than Minnesota

I'm drunk drivin' hard to stay in my lane
Feelin' like a black man the way I stay with the cane
I'm really from the hood, I really be trappin' out
Better tell 'em Dynasty, we live what they rap about

Ay what you want, what you want, what you need?
You need some pills you need some coke you need some weed
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now

Ay what you want, what you want, what you need?
You need some pills need some coke need some weed
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now

A clique full of hustlers man
Everybody get paid
Ten-fifty for some fluff-ass mid-grade
I'm talking slick mang, I'm a walking shitstain
Hell my attorney even call me by my nickname

Look I'm fully focused
Blowin' on that fruity poly
If you don't know me by Jelly Roll then call me Toter (?)
They talkin' slick they try it again
Cuz the Kays got a shaved-down firing pin

Them hoes love me man
They say that I'm so lovable
So many guns I make myself uncomfortable
But bad bitches want me cause how I get it in
I ain't trippin' as long as she licks it before I stick it in

An' every time I hit the club I get my pistol in
I hear the critics like "Jelly with this shit again"
This is my life, you must not believe this shit
But if I get popped, fuck y'all I'mma play the fin (?)

Ay what you want, what you want, what you need?
You need some pills you need some coke you need some weed
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now

Ay what you want, what you want, what you need?
You need some pills need some coke need some weed
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now

Six in the mornin' phone still tickin'
It's too late for me to risk it
So you gotta come and get it

It's Mister UPS, yeah
I be stackin' plenty mail
Record labels scared of me like 2012

I spit that type of shit the streets really got a feel
I used to fuck with the X (?)
But now I'm on Molly (?) bills

And I'm not lying, gettin' money
Tell ya how it feels
To make your haters sick to his stomach
Like drinkin' sour milk

My bills said I'm unemployed
Told me that's a problem
I said I got two jobs
I be trappin' and robbin'

You need some work chief?
Fuck it you can call me
OC's too, I got more pills than a Walgreens

Yeah the streets love me
They say I'm original
Run around losin' pounds
Kinda like ellipticals

You need some work?
Fuck it man I can cook a few!
And every word is the truth like the Book of Ruth (?)

Ay what you want, what you want, what you need?
You need some pills you need some coke you need some weed
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now

Ay what you want, what you want, what you need?
You need some pills need some coke need some weed
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now
I'm trappin' now