Tripps

(First Verse: Lucci Lou and T@)

High as the fuck in the coupe when I pull up

Weed so strong like it did a couple push ups

Little kids holler bingo every time a n***a pull up

Razor blades in bags, man, It's time to do a cook up

Every time you see me boy I’m fly as the fizzup

Dueces on the coupe, twenty fours on them trit ups

Rap game a couple years and we got these n***as shook up

Lucci Lou bitch, super fly, Jimmy Snuka

A stack for the kicks and the jeans five hundo

Thirty dollar white tee made by polo

Fuck that T! Call up the columbo

Man, where the fuck we gon' send that shit?

Fuck it, by some hoe

I buy my Memphis bitch, where them things go for ten

She drive em' back to daddy, yeah you know she get it in

Yeah she get it in, send that hoe back again

Everything went good, tell her we got more to send



(Skit)

Wait... wait wait hold up Lou. Yeah?

We gon’ make that hoe come back with the work? Uh huh

Send that hoe back out What!

And then make her come back with the work Fucking Right!



(Second Verse)

Four trips up, now you know it's time to (?)

Brand new Porsche, it's just me and my (?)

Fishbowl (?)