[Chorus: T.R.I.P.]
Bitch made mothafuckas needa take a nap
They delirious ’cause all they do is cap
Say they running shit but I ain’t seen it yet
Demons riding with me, asking, "Where they at?"
Where they at?
Where they at?
Pussies hiding ’cause they know they gon’ get clapped up
Where they at?
Where they at?
They only talking shit when they running in packs

[Verse 1: T.R.I.P.]
You might end up in a hearse
I’m burning down your church
Pull up with them hallows points
And puttin’ holes all up in yo’ shirt
Fuck boys all gunna get merked
I’m shooting likе I’m Dirk
Put your body in the dirt
Making money from evеry verse
I don’t give a fuck about a bitch
I need a paycheck
Never got a hand out
And sure don’t fuck with that fake shit
Gripping on my Glock 17 spraying up the function
Fuck boys always bluffing
You better get to ducking mothafucka
[Verse 2: VAGUE]
You know this shit would never work out
You fuck me once, you got me fucked up on a payout
’Cause you been creepin’ on some shit
You should of stayed out
But the warning signs were there
You didn’t listen, didn’t pay attention
Now you in a grave
Sometimes you gotta roll with all the shit you fuckin’ say
You can’t come comeback, while holdin’ rats
And the hopes to stay
But I been waiting for your ass, for a face to break
So fuck you and your wishes bitch
’Cause I’m not okay

[Chorus: T.R.I.P.]
Bitch made mothafuckas needa take a nap
They delirious ’cause all they do is cap
Say they running shit but I ain’t seen it yet
Demons riding with me, asking, "Where they at"?
Where they at?
Where they at?
Pussies hiding ’cause they know they gon’ get clapped up
Where they at?
Where they at?
They only talking shit when they running in packs