[Verse 1: Reek]
I just wanna chill with the homies all day
Smoke good, sip brew 'till my mind turn to haze
Never motivated less it’s somebody bringing me paper
Or my realtor on the line with deals for the acres
That I require cause, dawg, I’m so tide of neighbors
Looking at me funny like a nigga can't own shit
A stimmy for the doge quick, double on investment
Doing what they couldn’t, know a nigga never stressed it
Enough to give a fuck bout who been saying what
On how I get the duckettes in line like I’m on thе hunt
The latest strains been on my mind joint got me talking bluntly
If it’s onе thing that I know it’s how to get this fucking money
Till the earth stop spinning and my mom pops & granny gone
I’m in it like a diglett out the mud, know what I’m standing on
It’s granite stone counter tops, spilling out the liquor
For all the times I ain’t have shit, we here nigga
[Hook: Reek]
Don’t trip on it homie, we good
Stayed down, and now I got the game understood
Don’t trip on it homie, stay tight
Made it happen behind the scene, this was never overnight
Don’t trip on it homie, we good
Stayed down, and now I got the game understood
Don’t trip on it homie, stay tight
Made it happen behind the scene, this was never overnight
[Verse 2: Eastside Fish]
Don’t trip on a nigga or a bitch
Gotta keep it cool, cause I’m tryna go legit
Swagger down pat, nigga check the new fit
Never switching up, told the guys we getting rich
So much fucking money we ain’t worried about percents
Dropping all this heat, oh now it’s making sense
Member all the times they was hating on the kid
But now it’s chucky cheese cause the waiting on the kid
To open up shop, push it to the block
I’m talking bout the music so please don’t call the cops
I been going thru some things Sage told me don’t trip
But just like a vice I been tryna get a grip
Stay down, stay real lil nigga, off the rip
Wish these hating niggas really stay off my tip
Running thru the bank, make deposits than I dip
I only want blue hunnids, she asked, "why?" cause I'ma crip
[Hook: Reek]
Don’t trip on it homie, we good
Stayed down, and now I got the game understood
Don’t trip on it homie, stay tight
Made it happen behind the scene, this was never overnight
Don’t trip on it homie, we good
Stayed down, and now I got the game understood
Don’t trip on it homie, stay tight
Made it happen behind the scene, this was never overnight
[Verse 3: Malcolm Jakob]
This over nights, more nights & then some more nights
Of tryna get the chords right, using all the key information
To kick in doors like BIG three years from ninety four
Might put some numbers up, know I’m tryna run it up
While I pull my brothers up, that’s forsure
Stopped the mind reading, stopped alotta keeping score
Focused on the grind, tell me what you needing more
Getting paid some or vacation, it’s either or cause
I hate to be the one thats tryna ask for shit
Cause your homies finna front you, smoking on a tab and shit
But you put them in a bind tryna cover half your end
Dealing with your baggage and, mean like isn’t that a trip?
Mean like isn’t that a bitch? I mean even winners lose
But you know whats right & wrong, yon’t get to pick & choose
Driving, hit the road, hands link at ten and two
Not a problem with a soul, you thinking we did or do
[Hook: Reek]
Don’t trip on it homie, we good
Stayed down, and now I got the game understood
Don’t trip on it homie, stay tight
Made it happen behind the scene, this was never overnight
Don’t trip on it homie, we good
Stayed down, and now I got the game understood
Don’t trip on it homie, stay tight
Made it happen behind the scene, this was never overnight
