"Trips" lyrics
Ayy, will, this shit is fucking cold
Ayy, bitch
Ayy, they say money talks sissy, bro, shut the fuck up
Pimped her for a band now she going now she stuck up
Bullets to they face if they ever try to run up
Worry 'bout me lil' bro?
Nah, bitch get yo funds up
Fuck every haten ass suka tryna doubt me
He was eating off my plate
Now he broke without me
Henne bottle gucci buckle
Bad bitch to my right
Think she staying to the end
She only staying for the night
Yeah, been known to take these trips
All the Glocks gon shoot like this
Yeah, been known to take these trips
All the Glocks gon shoot like this
Pressure makes diamonds, I agree
Bitch I'm VVS
Didn't want a hollow
Put a slug up in his fucking chest
Steady on the money
I'm chasing chicken and I'm popping out
Used to be bumming, now you see I'm popping out
Bitches say I'm capping
WOOPTY WOOP, I don't give a fuck
Never been no, bitch
We can shoot or we can get him up
And its fuck every dog bitch
[?] trying to bark up
I just rlly want to chill
Grab a wood bro spark up
And I got a Glock that will make your ass run a four flat
Big ass wood full of za and imma blow that
AR-15's shooting shots and blow his back
Slugs to your face from the shot they call you Kodak
Yeah, been known to take these trips
All the Glocks gon shot like this
Like been known to take these trips
All the Glocks gon shot like this
Yeah, been known to take these trips
All the Glocks gon shot like this
Say I got it in the wood
Yeah, I'm smoking on that pack
Got a big .45 with a big dick attached
Call me big nip imma take another lap
Shout out ez lotta bands
Brodies never know to cap
Yeah, I pull up on the site
With the blower imma air it out
Dead body suckas on the news I don't care about
Either hand me your grills
Or ill tear em out
Had your bitch thirsty
Her pussy imma wear it out
Fuck the dead opps
And fuck the sukas I-10
Yeah they chalked you brother down
They found him dead in the street
How your whole clique hard
But you won't slap at the beef
We get ya knocking at his jaw
We stomping his teeth
Slid for your brother kinda awkward to say
How you saying that we hiding?
But we out everyday
We gorillas in the park
We grab a pole and can play
I should bring a damn pole
Not a weak .38
5.56 at the FN, FiveSeven you be cappin
Known to get blowin if the pull up unexpected
Yts the gang stay silent
Never been caught lackin
At school packed you up got suspended
Yeah been known to take these trips
All the Glocks gon shot like this
Like
Ayy, bitch
Ayy, they say money talks sissy, bro, shut the fuck up
Pimped her for a band now she going now she stuck up
Bullets to they face if they ever try to run up
Worry 'bout me lil' bro?
Nah, bitch get yo funds up
Fuck every haten ass suka tryna doubt me
He was eating off my plate
Now he broke without me
Henne bottle gucci buckle
Bad bitch to my right
Think she staying to the end
She only staying for the night
Yeah, been known to take these trips
All the Glocks gon shoot like this
Yeah, been known to take these trips
All the Glocks gon shoot like this
Pressure makes diamonds, I agree
Bitch I'm VVS
Didn't want a hollow
Put a slug up in his fucking chest
Steady on the money
I'm chasing chicken and I'm popping out
Used to be bumming, now you see I'm popping out
Bitches say I'm capping
WOOPTY WOOP, I don't give a fuck
Never been no, bitch
We can shoot or we can get him up
And its fuck every dog bitch
[?] trying to bark up
I just rlly want to chill
Grab a wood bro spark up
And I got a Glock that will make your ass run a four flat
Big ass wood full of za and imma blow that
AR-15's shooting shots and blow his back
Slugs to your face from the shot they call you Kodak
Yeah, been known to take these trips
All the Glocks gon shot like this
Like been known to take these trips
All the Glocks gon shot like this
Yeah, been known to take these trips
All the Glocks gon shot like this
Say I got it in the wood
Yeah, I'm smoking on that pack
Got a big .45 with a big dick attached
Call me big nip imma take another lap
Shout out ez lotta bands
Brodies never know to cap
Yeah, I pull up on the site
With the blower imma air it out
Dead body suckas on the news I don't care about
Either hand me your grills
Or ill tear em out
Had your bitch thirsty
Her pussy imma wear it out
Fuck the dead opps
And fuck the sukas I-10
Yeah they chalked you brother down
They found him dead in the street
How your whole clique hard
But you won't slap at the beef
We get ya knocking at his jaw
We stomping his teeth
Slid for your brother kinda awkward to say
How you saying that we hiding?
But we out everyday
We gorillas in the park
We grab a pole and can play
I should bring a damn pole
Not a weak .38
5.56 at the FN, FiveSeven you be cappin
Known to get blowin if the pull up unexpected
Yts the gang stay silent
Never been caught lackin
At school packed you up got suspended
Yeah been known to take these trips
All the Glocks gon shot like this
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