Set Trippin’ lyrics

by

Glasses Malone


[Chorus: K-Young]
Let me roll you in these sheets like Louis V papers
Triple X kush burning in the air. Up and down like 6.4
Presidential suite, 5 star security, 6 floor
Knock, knock, knock. Let me in, let me in. (2x)
She ready for anything cuz she ain't on the guest list
Put her on the set cuz my n*ggas set trippin’

[Verse 1: Quincey White]
Uh, I met her on the 6th flo’, I asked her where you from baby? She said 6.O, I was talking bout which city, state. Not which gang. I laughed it off hard ass f*ck I can't believe this b*tch bang. I shoulda knew the b*tch badd but wear a lot of blue. So cripped out she went and paint her red bottoms blue. She said it its cool cuz I know you on the red side. But DUBB you know you sexy, and I need you in my bed right. I said bool later on let’s have a gang truce. You and your homegirls jump me bring your gang through. And tie yall up with these bandanas, and make yall bust like these damn hammers

[Chorus: K-Young]
Let me roll you in these sheets like Louis V papers
Triple X kush burning in the air. Up and down like 6.4
Presidential suite, 5 star security, 6 floor
Knock, knock, knock. Let me in, let me in. (2x)
She ready for anything cuz she ain't on the guest list
Put her on the set cuz my n*ggas set trippin’

[Bridge: K-Young]
Where you from baby? West side let me get some lady. Midnight you and me in my Mercedes. Backseat tinted sexing all the way to Saluson. I don’t do this often. I never trust hoes. Ratchet b*tches will have you sleeping in a coffin, but if its bout money I’m all in

[Chorus: K-Young]
Let me roll you in these sheets like Louis V papers
Triple X kush burning in the air. Up and down like 6.4
Presidential suite, 5 star security, 6 floor
Knock, knock, knock. Let me in, let me in. (2x)
She ready for anything cuz she ain't on the guest list
Put her on the set cuz my n*ggas set trippin’
[Verse 2: Quincey White]
My b*tch a loc no joke, so serious. Between me and you. She bleed blue on her period. And when she mad she say cuz f*ck your hood. I make her say blood every time I f*ck her good. Lay her down like them n*ggas in my enemies’ set. Your friends laughing at you, but your friends funna be next. She said naw this my di*k they touch this they get dp’d and that’s on the dead homies loc NHC. Every crip b*tch need a blood n*gga, and every blood n*gga need a crip b*tch, And vice versa real sh*t. You from naybahood its only right you…

[Chorus: K-Young]
Let me roll you in these sheets like Louis V papers
Triple X kush burning in the air. Up and down like 6.4
Presidential suite, 5 star security, 6 floor
Knock, knock, knock. Let me in, let me in. (2x)
She ready for anything cuz she ain't on the guest list
Put her on the set cuz my n*ggas set trippin’
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