trippy

uh

blue skies

blue skies

i see you with my red eyes

bust your fucking grape nigga

turn your shit to red wine

don't fuck up my high nigga

i'm too gone

bye nigga

she get dick

weed and ignored

that's a d.w.i nigga

my skin crawlin'

my walls talkin'

the pictures in here lookin' at me

the ground movin'

i'm seeing shit

i'm blowing like i'm stuck in traffic

i'm smoking on that strong

got me coughing/coffin like i'm getting buried

i've been fucking mary-jane

i knew her when she was just virgin mary

i'm stoned

mick jagger

i can run around saturn

eyes rolling back and keep blinking like hazards

i said king me

king me with my mushroom crown on

i graduated to better drugs

my cap and gown on

don't knock me off my high horse

what i do is my choice

i'm high as the scoreboard

bitch look up at my points

i'm trippin' out

cotton mouth

i got high and fell asleep loaded

i woke up and got high again

ok

i'm reloaded

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weed

pills and that drank

that's my trippy kit

that's my trippy kit

that's my trippy kit

shout out to my weed man

shout out to my lean man

pussy ass nigga wanna spark something

i'm a gasoline can

i'm high nigga don't blow it

i trust it as far as i could throw it

i don't know if i'm coming or going

t

make my blunt a samoan

and i see lights flashing

life passing

take a bitch home and fuck like rabbits

styrofoam cups and wine glasses

shot glasses

hot flashes

my tongue's numb

i can't talk

no balance

my spine hurts

my mind surf

my eye jerks

i try different drugs

i'm diverse

goodbye earth

farewell

high as heaven

eyes low as hell

keep scratching

keep biting my nails

keep lighting an l

i'm a kite in the air

i like weed brownies and cookies

i'm straight but seeing crooked

i got my trippy kit

i hope i trip and fall in some pussy

tunechi

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weed

pills and that drank

that's my trippy kit

that's my trippy kit

that's my trippy kit

musty herb in a zip lock

twisted up top notch

weed that i smoke

straight off a boat

six foot bong

tryna see what i toke

this that cali kush

i motivate not gloat

all i need is mary

let the models do the coke

tryna get some becky in the backseat of the ghost

hit the weed man

tell him that i need a bag

wake up every morning and i take a drag

take the blunt

dip it in the lean then i laugh

in your baby mama ear and i'm gonna smash

they call me the trippy king

don't try me nigga

juicy j with the taylors

chinese eyes nigga

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weed

pills and that drank

that's my trippy kit

that's my trippy kit

that's my trippy kit