Don't Trip On My Circle ft. Amante Lyrics

Weighing in my options

While your group is watching

I know that you told me it's one sided

Better stop the acting

That's why I be really cautious

When I'm picking from my garden

Melody's Chapters spilled too much so I had to cut it

Dreaming of my past

Probably when I'm up behind you I be looking in the back

And I'm trynna hold back

But they keep playing with my bag

And I think it's only facts

That I must attack back

(Ain't that culture?)

Uh Uh

They Talking crazy

They talking bout they love me but they wanna go and play me

Looking at receipts

Oh you think I didn't save em?

Playing like your bitches do

You won't forget me I'm the AM

Picking out my girlies like forget me nots

I know that when she see me yeah her stomach & throat filled with knots

You know I had to secure all the feelings & I put in locks

And if you want my heart and you can find it, just pick out a box

Going round in circles I know that I'm hot

I got your bitch inside in my circle, she think Ima superstar

But hell nah

Nah I told tell her stop

I still be walking round the block

& if you passing 8 o'clock

You can catch me passing blunts

And I ain't trynna brag

Cause I be looking at my bag

And sometimes it's looking sad

So it makes me hella mad

So I get up off my ass

& I go an chase the fats

Only way, I gotta eat

I gotta fast track

Don't look back

Im coming for the money, easy money not the stash

Already did and done that I can't tell you much of that

Grand money as a child, so she think she making stacks

Ha ha ha ha

Careful as I'm laughing off my ass

Ha ha

Careful as you playing with the bags

Uh uh

Careful you don't wanna go in that

A route like that could take you somewhere to your past

Matter of fact

Stop talking

We don't gotta say a word, there's nothing you should pardon

Yeah You've seen my face before you put me as an option

Lalalala in your face, and you still can't eat it, she was honest

Don't trip baby girl yeah we can hang

We get it popping, crossing faces nearly everyday

Don't trip baby boy we can hang

We get it popping, crossing faces nearly everyday