[Trippy Tha Kid]
Uh
Ya, Ya I'm
Off two acid tabs rapping fast
and an ambulance behind trying to pass us
I pass blunts in both directions
Fucked yo ho with no protection
Dope suggestion
Turn off the pop from 1 to No direction
A correction
Trippy Tha Kid is the dopest white boy in his section
Not many opponents versin'
Talk some shit but it's never in person
On Twitter lurkin'
I stay workin'
Bitch so dumb can't read but she twerkin
So I'm steady lookin at her buttcheeks jerkin
Off blast off feel free like a cast off
Act hard but you half pussy like a CatDog thats all fake
Pussy's gotta take the mask off
Blast off
Acid tablet addict in the addict smoking chronic in the basement
Blunts I'm facing
Shots still chasin
Hearts are racin'
I tell the truth I'm not a racist
Random fact it's just a statement
That'll make it
Don't be hatin
You ain't phasing, time you wastin
I rap I zag I stay hydrated
Top button pusher we get elevated
In the party with the homies and we hella faded
Stackin paper till its lookin like the yellow pages
I rap I zag I stay hydrated
Top button pusher we get elevated
In the party with the homies and we hella faded
Stackin paper till its lookin like the yellow pages
[Dylan Ross]
Guess who, Guess who
Yes I'm back again
Young Scottish Mack zagging just like pimpin can
I step out of the shower then I get my deadly friend
Off the damn wham and I'm bout to kill again
Suited up like a squadrant and we militant
This shit goes hella deeper than the internet
House Of Drip, House Of Drip
Yeah I rep my set
Handzum boy with the text that'll leave your family wet
Peeling out like a kira vera wang on oz
All I ever do is drip and I will never stop
1-2-3 my 4-5 pop and make you busters drop
Coming down
Swangin Slangin devil shit like rocks
Grew up in the woods
Learned how to cut the [?]
Keep the millimeter cocked
Gotta make a stang and let it hang
Like a strang
Up her brain
Out the side
Up a bitch not
If you want what I get
Get the number one spot
Get it big, Get a lot
I'm bout to brew a whole pot
and when im when im waking but you shaking
Where you stand, feel the drop
[Trippy Tha Kid]
I feel
depressed [?]
The footballs or less you tryna win the heisman
Magical tears poring down I'm crying
LSD in the sky, I'm flying
With Lucy and diamonds im grinding
The ganja a grinder
You search and I find her
Lucy is my bae and the shrooms are behind her
God sent it down to us
Just as a reminder
Feeling blessed the best is yet to rest
Awake for days
Then no need to check my mind into a mental residence
Inside my head the pen is writing down the
End of time
This joke is not pretend
You
Laughing now but wait until we live
Fucking around with the moon and the sky and your doomed
cause the guys in the sky don't got the time or the room
For your bullshit act
Fake costume
Live by the gun and you die by it too
I'm rolling with the gods
I be high flying soon
My minds in the basement but my bodys on the roof