Back Sippin Testo
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Testo Back Sippin
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah
Yeah, took a couple days off now I'm back sippin' (Yeah, woah)
Took a couple years off, now I'm back trippin' (I'm back trippin')
Took the training wheels off now I'm poppin' wheelies (I'm poppin' wheelies)
Gotta dust the old swag, all the niggas bit it (Yeah, they bit it)
Walkin' inside Balenciaga, spend the whole ticket (The whole, whole)
My neck and wrist cost the whole ticket, but my clothes vintage (Clothes vintage) I shine brighter than lights, huh, huh, I'm goin' strobe, nigga (Strobe, nigga)
Switch up my hoes, nigga, switch out my old bitches
I'm smokin' Undertaker dope, that means it's strong, nigga (Yeah)
And I spend a couple thousand every month, on some cologne, nigga (on some cologne nigga)
I gotta change my phone number up 'cause I don't even know niggas (I don't know)
I might need to pour another cup, I don't think I'm gon' feel it
No, you cannot break my heart, bitch, I ain't got no feelings (Uh, yeah)
Yeah, my Sprite so dirty, huh, like a four-wheeler
Shawty want Saint Laurent, she don't want a broke nigga
I been spendin' niggas whole life for my coat, nigga (Woah, woah)
Tennis chain so damn tight, make it choke, nigga (Woah, woah)
And my swag so damn tight, it ain't no room for ya' (Woah, woah)
Yeah, she bad I'ma change my schedule, make some room for her (Room for her, yeah)
Took a couple days off now I'm back sippin' (Yeah, woah)
Took a couple years off, now I'm back trippin' (I'm back trippin')
Took the training wheels off now I'm poppin' wheelies (I'm poppin' wheelies)
Gotta dust the old swag, all the niggas bit it (Yeah, they bit it)
Walkin' inside Balenciaga, spend the whole ticket (The whole, whole) My neck and wrist cost the whole ticket, but my clothes vintage (Clothes vintage)
I shine brighter than lights, huh, huh, I'm goin' strobe, nigga (Strobe, nigga)
Switch up my hoes, nigga, switch out my old bitches
I'm smokin' Undertaker dope, that means it's strong, nigga (Yeah)
And I spend a couple thousand every month, on some cologne nigga (on some cologne nigga)
I gotta change my phone number up 'cause I don't even know niggas (I don't know)
I might need to pour another cup, I don't think I'm gon' feel it
No, you cannot break my heart, bitch, I ain't got no feelings (Uh, yeah)
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah
Yeah, took a couple days off now I'm back sippin' (Yeah, woah)
Took a couple years off, now I'm back trippin' (I'm back trippin')
Took the training wheels off now I'm poppin' wheelies (I'm poppin' wheelies)
Gotta dust the old swag, all the niggas bit it (Yeah, they bit it)
Walkin' inside Balenciaga, spend the whole ticket (The whole, whole)
My neck and wrist cost the whole ticket, but my clothes vintage (Clothes vintage) I shine brighter than lights, huh, huh, I'm goin' strobe, nigga (Strobe, nigga)
Switch up my hoes, nigga, switch out my old bitches
I'm smokin' Undertaker dope, that means it's strong, nigga (Yeah)
And I spend a couple thousand every month, on some cologne, nigga (on some cologne nigga)
I gotta change my phone number up 'cause I don't even know niggas (I don't know)
I might need to pour another cup, I don't think I'm gon' feel it
No, you cannot break my heart, bitch, I ain't got no feelings (Uh, yeah)
Yeah, my Sprite so dirty, huh, like a four-wheeler
Shawty want Saint Laurent, she don't want a broke nigga
I been spendin' niggas whole life for my coat, nigga (Woah, woah)
Tennis chain so damn tight, make it choke, nigga (Woah, woah)
And my swag so damn tight, it ain't no room for ya' (Woah, woah)
Yeah, she bad I'ma change my schedule, make some room for her (Room for her, yeah)
Took a couple days off now I'm back sippin' (Yeah, woah)
Took a couple years off, now I'm back trippin' (I'm back trippin')
Took the training wheels off now I'm poppin' wheelies (I'm poppin' wheelies)
Gotta dust the old swag, all the niggas bit it (Yeah, they bit it)
Walkin' inside Balenciaga, spend the whole ticket (The whole, whole) My neck and wrist cost the whole ticket, but my clothes vintage (Clothes vintage)
I shine brighter than lights, huh, huh, I'm goin' strobe, nigga (Strobe, nigga)
Switch up my hoes, nigga, switch out my old bitches
I'm smokin' Undertaker dope, that means it's strong, nigga (Yeah)
And I spend a couple thousand every month, on some cologne nigga (on some cologne nigga)
I gotta change my phone number up 'cause I don't even know niggas (I don't know)
I might need to pour another cup, I don't think I'm gon' feel it
No, you cannot break my heart, bitch, I ain't got no feelings (Uh, yeah)
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