Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trippy, artist - Lil Debbie. Album song In My Own Lane, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Lil Debbie
Song language: English
Trippy |
Trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy |
Trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy |
Bitches hate to see me don’t know why |
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t flattered by their feelings |
Couldn’t even give a fuck, that’s if I tried |
You know I’ve been on the road getting closer to a million |
Bitches tryna shoot me down, I’m too fly |
Just some crabs in a bucket, you know how that saying goes |
I’m just rolling up another, let’s get high |
Cause I be getting high, just to even out my lows |
V-12 engine you can tell we winning |
Bitch I’m bout to stretch my money out like the seventh thinning |
See so many bitches tryna be me, you can say we twinning |
You know that everything I do is trending and my Benz is jammin' |
Now they in 'em, I just took their venom and turned it to motivation |
So in front of all these bitches, I ain’t know we racing |
Off that Northern Californian, blowing like Jamaica |
So if you say you got that fire, then I got that Satan |
We be blowing like the hippies, yeah we trippy |
Another round, all around, got the Henny, tipsy |
It’s going down, going down, getting litty with it |
I ease my mind, I’m too busy staying trippy, trippy |
Oh yeah I’m trippy, trippy |
Trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy |
Oh yeah we trippy, trippy |
Trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy |
If a stupid motherfucker try to stop it |
Try to derail my profit, I promise I’m 'bout to cock it |
Bitches claiming outta pocket, take the loud outta ya socket |
Ain’t claiming to be a killer, I told my bitches I got them |
So now I feel like I owe 'em |
Started with some bitches, now it feel like I don’t know 'em |
That feeling when you outgrow 'em, I told 'em ain’t gotta show 'em now |
I can lead them to the water, I can show 'em how |
To drink I think these bitches want me slowing down |
Loud white bitch and you ain’t about to tone me down |
You ain’t ever gonna see me, you still know we round |
I just rolled another blunt, so bitch let’s blow it down |
Oh yeah, let’s blow it down |
Trippy, trippy |