Y’all Trippin’ Lyrics – Byron Bank

Y’all Trippin’ Lyrics by Byron Bank

I don’t give a damn
Haha
I said it goes a little bit like
I don’t give a damn

Right here is where i’m suppose to be, i can’t let a b#tch get close to me
‘cause i don’t give a damn
A f#ck is something i’ll never give, but i’ll pull up and still f#ck ‘em still
‘cause i don’t give a damn

You can really miss me with all that, i ain’t for the drama so fall back
‘cause i don’t give a damn
If i said it once, imma say it twice, if i say it again it won’t be so nice
‘cause i don’t give a damn

They tripping
Here’s the part that’s missing
I don’t care about the likes or comments
I’m minding my own business

Always stay the same but i’m different
Driving to the goals and might pivot
Let you hold something, let me do the math
You mean borrow it and never get it back, nope i ain’t stupid

There’s a s and m before the art
In my go mode this is automatic like a push button when i start
Bugatti dreams, in my rear view watch it self drive and it parks
Movado gang we got the gopros, so in the mean time you can watch

No jogging here, just know i run thangs, in the clutch i got a range like james
Can’t compare to a single pair, she in the shotgun giving me brain
When it’s thumbs up, we call it mike time, i don’t f#ck with snitches or 6ix9ine
What you gotta do i’ll probably never do, but it’s c.r.e.a.m for me in due time

It’s sweet and sour so i can’t complain, five piece timmy chan wangs
Hating n#gg#s get emoji vibes, here’s an eggplant for your suck game
It’s a hard knock life so i sustain, natural gas i be the propane
I said i’m natural gas i be the propane, it’s butter b#tch, hold the mayonnaise

Right here is where i’m suppose to be, i can’t let a b#tch get close to me
‘cause i don’t give a damn
A f#ck is something i’ll never give
But i’ll pull up and still f#ck ‘em still

‘cause i don’t give a damn
You can really miss me with all that, i ain’t for the drama so fall back
‘cause i don’t give a damn
If i said it once, imma say it twice, if i say it again it won’t be so nice

‘cause i don’t give a damn
This is what it’s ‘bout, put an end to all these doubts
I came to get it started, yelling bringing these hoes out
I don’t care for the amount, ‘cause in a group i’m singled out

Opportunity and clout, that’s all they really care about
Man, y’all tripping
Fragmented like sentences, still skip around still talking sh#t
But these hands about to get busy, sh#t

Whole lot of anger pinned up
Got a whole lot of goons and they strapped up
Paint the scene we ‘bout to act
f#ck a weekend it don’t matter

Everyday ‘cause i do this
Hanging with me is a nuisance, oh it gets better
When the flame lit, they get jealous
See that’s the bottomline and conclusion

Say a drunk tongue tell no lies, but a sober tongue will get you baptized
And unrecognized who is that guy?, now they all like who is that guy
Bank b#tch
I been kicking it since the fetus

All black, everything, control alt and delete it
See i’m breakin’ bank and these records to
It’s hard to find somebody that’ll follow through
One band one sound, imma wrecking crew

You better act familiar, you know how i do
Right here is where i’m suppose to be, i can’t let a b#tch get close to me
‘cause i don’t give a damn
A f#ck is something i’ll never give, but i’ll pull up and still f#ck ‘em still

‘cause i don’t give a damn
You can really miss me with all that, i ain’t for the drama so fall back
‘cause i don’t give a damn
If i said it once, imma say it twice, if i say it again it won’t be so nice

‘cause i don’t give a damn
This is what it’s ‘bout, put an end to all these doubts
I came to get it started, yelling bringing these hoes out
I don’t care for the amount, ‘cause in a group i’m singled out

Opportunity and clout, that’s all they really care about
Man, y’all tripping
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Byron Bank Lyrics – Y’all Trippin’

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Y’all Trippin’