Trippy Drip

(Verse 1 - Mike Dreams)

I been up for 24 hours
Had to cut down that liquor
‘Lest my liver get devoured
But you know it’s still a wrap like Saran
For you cowards
They don’t wanna see me snap
Told you I got the power
Like my name was 50 Cent
Trippy Drip
Catch a shower
Bout to go and take a trip
Throw a tip to the bouncer
Just so they can let us in
We don’t wait no half an hour
I’m already in the VIP
While these chicks doing powder
Girl, stop playing with your nose
You gon’ leave yourself exposed
She said I’m having fun
I said “Ok, I suppose”
I guess you trying to blow
At least you got some goals
Like you going for the gold
Do olympics on the floor
There you go
I been
Too laid back
For too long
So I gotta turn up
On the new songs
Like Mike on Motown 25
Y’all couldn’t even hang with a noose on
My days been grey like poupon
Okay, but tonight, we 2 on
Like Ti-na-she
She tryna get saved like coupon
Girl, what are you on...

(Chorus)

Yeah, and it should come to no surprise
Putting days in, so we going out tonight
Grab your friends
Hop up in the ride
We ‘bout the get it litty
‘Cuz nobody’s touching my...
Trippy Drip
Trippy Drip
And you know I’m too legit
Like I’m Hammer
Got no hammers
But got hittas in the clique
But don’t trip
We just out here having fun
Take a flick
We about to get it litty
Just don’t touch our trippy drip

(Verse 2 - Mike Dreams)

Turn up one time for the one time
I’ma shoot my shot like a gun line
Oh girl, that dress
Got me under arrest
Just might have to cuff like one time
Even if we only cut like one time
That thing no joke, no punchline
I done gained my clout
I’ma milk that out
Like I’m standing in the lunch line
You know I got bars, crunchtime
You a snack at the bar, lunchtime
Putting numbers up
Can’t crunch mine’
We just outside having fun times
Easily
We getting trippy, no PCP
When I show up
I’ma need my fee, frequently
Now nobody mess with my frequency

(Partial Chorus)

Trippy Drip
Trippy Drip
And you know I’m too legit
Like I’m Hammer
Got no hammers
But got hittas in the clique
But don’t trip
We just out here having fun
Take a flick
We about to get it litty
Just don’t touch our trippy drip

(Verse 3 - Essjay theafrocentricratchet)

I’m the sauce Mama
Fuck your baby mother father
More harder
More zeros than a lotta
Whole lotta
You hoes, my daughters
Goes harder, so
On beats, cold slaughter
How can you get prepared
For something you ain’t never seen before
Bars I’m spitting ultralight
But you know these hoes still beaming though
Gave your man a chance with this rapper
I mean clap him with this crapper
We gon’ have a juke jam
And my bae, he won’t be leaving though
Put in work, no seasonal
Heard you cooking up, but ain’t
Shit you dropping seasoned though
Essjay put the flava in ya ear
Stone cold mack
Well known fact
Hair thicker than your bitch is
So no, it’s no cap
No, it’s not lap too long
For me to run around
Drop so much sauce up on the track
It’s hard to run around
Without losing your footing
You niggas sweeter than pudding
Yeah, I see that you looking
And if you want it
Then book me
Nigga!

(Chorus)

Yeah, and it should come to no surprise
Putting days in, so we going out tonight
Grab your friends
Hop up in the ride
We ‘bout the get it litty
‘Cuz nobody’s touching my...
Trippy Drip
Trippy Drip
And you know I’m too legit
Like I’m Hammer
Got no hammers
But got hittas in the clique
But don’t trip
We just out here having fun
Take a flick
We about to get it litty
Just don’t touch our trippy drip