Trips

[Intro]
(kew, kew)
Ah, ah
(few)

[Verse 1]
Five figures made
This the second day of the week (Five)
Buddy late again, on the bread
Face meet the wheats
Misogynistic ass nigga
Come get a girl some cheese (Dumbass)
I'm with a 8 and a half, two tiers (FWP shit ni')
That's a double of these
Fuck some fans to find out
I didn't know my mains [?]
Collecting cans with my pop
Now, they can’t tell what I can’t do
Ballin japanese in 'em 3K shoes (Big ballin)
Styling, been styling
Me got paper styling you (Hmm)
I be praying Boat work it out with Mitch
I be praying for a nigga to make a diss
Poke it out his chest
We going try this 2D shit (2D)
Lot of shit I do these days
I swear to God, I ain't know it's this
[?] with my brother
I keep telling this nigga
We finna be rich
Pourin the money
I sell and ship
But my brother's the one
Of these niggas to stun it
I need the green the paper
The bread [?]
I ain't got time to fuck
[?], we throw the flag
Just to hand to others
He trying to beef all of a sudden
I look at [?] his IP code

[Chorus]
Rolling, stacking chips
Adding to a wish list
She bought her Alaska boots
Go to ask then take some pics
We won't play it
How then I planned it
Fives on me
You gotta be managed (Man)
For the two
She take a sip
Get ready for her [?] trip
[?] trip, [?] trip, Venus trip, [?] trip
We ain't pull up in no hearse
How 'bout to go
Stay all killed
All that who all at
He a happy meal, small fries (Dior)
Getting this pay for rap a lot
Shit I feel like Mountach (Mister B aigh')

[Verse 2]
Buy right the aroma
In a Scotti coma
Put more shots in the head
And B to B but [?] (B to B)
And the winners seating with 10 hoes
Me and Kamela
Finna give her a 9.5
I like the way she work it (9 to 5)
Shades black
Triple stack
Bitch I'm in my groove (Hmm)
[?] swimming, diamond dripping
That's just how I do (Just the fucking groove)
Wait a minute Lil Boat
That's just too goddamn Rude
Why the fuck you bridge straight
Water to the pool (Why)
Sand to the beach
We the ones that's on the top
Not fucking these top, not freaks
We the ones that shut the blood down
He come out for two weeks
Count cash until my hands start
Fuck it, I'mma use my feet (Fuck)
2816 like Lee

[Chorus]
Rolling, stacking chips
Adding to a wish list
She bought her Alaska boots
Go to ask then take some pics (Take some pics)
We won't play it
How then I planned it
Fives on me
You gotta be managed (Man)
For the two
She take a sip (For the two)
Get ready for her [?] trip
[?] trip, [?] trip, Venus trip, [?] trip (Hmmm)
We ain't pull up in no hearse
How 'bout to go
Stay all killed (Hmm-mhm)
All that who all at
He a happy meal, small fries (Ouh, hah)
Getting this pay for rap a lot (Wow)
Shit I feel like Mountach (Damn)