Trippy Lyrics

Ran$om

Yeah, yeah, you know my gang, yeah
Ayy, yeah, you know my gang 50 (Know my gang 50)
Yeah, love scars like I'm Trippie (Love scars, like I'm Trippie)
Yeah, you gettin' high, I'm gettin' trippy (I'm gettin' trippy)
And you know I keep it with me (And you know I keep it with me)
I'm in L.A., a wonderful feeling (Feeling)
Where I stay, you gotta keep a gun (Keep a dirt)
And I remember when I was on the run (Was on the run)
See 12, nigga, then I'ma run (I'ma run)
I feel like Thug, I'm havin' So Much Fun, yeah (So Much Fun)
That's your bitch, man, she so much fun, yeah
That's your block, man, it's gettin' spun, yeah
Cross chain, it's a one on one, yeah
That's not my only Glock, I got other guns, yeah (I got hella guns)
I'm high as fuck, I'm eating caviar, yeah (Caviar)
I'm not even on the radar, yeah (On the radar)
And you know I'm in that space car, yeah (Go, go, go)
Girl, you know I stay on Mars (Go, go, go)
I'm in that foreign, it cost an Audemars, yeah (Audemars)
Need my guns big, need my guns large, yeah (Large)
Free my niggas that's behind bars, yeah (Bars)
For my niggas, I will take a charge (Charge)
I'm even sippin' on Triz, or I'm sipping Par
And nigga, you a bitch, that's not who you are (Are)

Ran$om