trippin

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[Intro - Xhris2Easy] My shawty be selling that pussy on OnlyFans, my Shawty be trippin' I'm Poppin' the tab of acid, I pop with a hoe, she damn I'm trippin' Plug said that he ain't got no juice so I'm out here sippin' on liquor We got sticks and all that bitch we always on offensive I give no fucks how you feel I know my life authentic [DJ Smokey Tag] Beware this song will possess your soul The aliens Money spell shadow soldier, elite network domination My shawty be selling that pussy on OnlyFans, my Shawty be trippin' I'm Poppin' the tab of acid, I pop with a hoe, she damn I'm trippin' Plug said that he ain't got no juice so I'm out here sippin' on liquor We got sticks and all that bitch we always on offensive I don't givе no fucks how you feel I know my life authentic [DJ Smokey Tag] Bewarе this song will posses your soul [Xhris2Easy Cont.] If I saw yo ass in the 8th grade, I'll probably stab you with a pencil My shawty got that five star hellcat and that five star dental Everywhere that I drive this block, boy, I fuck with no rental [Verse 1 - ize] [?] we sell crack in this bitch [?] I was boomin' in [?] I'm doin' my lines and I got your bitch over here doing leg reps [?] I got this shit crackin' like egg heads [I never get my crack back in this bitch I go Cobain like Red Dead?] [DJ Smokey Tag] DJ Smokey, triple six bitch [ize Cont.] [?] Gloss, gloss, gloss, gloss [Verse 2 - Christ Dillinger] If I had a Rolls Royce I'd sell crack out it If I had a Maybach I'd sell crack out it If my bitch got a crib I'm sellin' crack out it Nigga reach for my chain get his head cracked 'bout it I got more straps than Ellen DeGeneres 4 bags for 5 'cause I'm feelin' generous I'm in the hood like good Chinese food Come see me if you need some dog food Hit my bitch from the back like a dog do And my ketamine plug Chinese too We got good ket and heroin too Iced out in the hood I'm nigga rich If they steal from the stash im'a have to shoot a bitch Shoot a bitch, shoot a bitch, shoot a bitch Take a Perc start actin like Gregg Popovich Hand me the scale-ington, im'a weigh the dope-ington Got a nigga's bitch giving my top-ington Look at my wrist all Louis V-ington I'm in the club, I'm gettin' drunk-ington Nigga playing wit me he gonna get shot-ington Christ can't stop drinking, where the bottle went I walk in this bitch like Will Smith and slap everybody Bushwick New York I'm the real shotty Nigga reach for my chain im'a catch a body This an Infiniti not no cheap ass Maserati [Verse 3 - BRUHMANEGOD] I just made one band and it feel like crack I just made two bands and it feel like crack I just made five bands and it feel like crack I just made 10 bands and it feel like crack Like crack, like crack, like crack, like crack Drinkin' 800 dollar bottle feel like crack Bitch all my music fuckin' slap Bitch all my music sound like crack All of my shit sound like drugs I'm on a track with my thugs That makes them fuck with me Even thought I an't touchin' no drugs Shout out lil bruh, shout out [?] These rappers got handful of buds These rappers belong in the trunk These rappers belong in the dust [DJ Smokey Tags] Shadow nuclear wizards, pledge your souls to the shadow god Shadow wizard goblin insanity Don't look the shadow people directly in the eyes