Luyện nghe bài hát Trippy

Uh, skies, blue skies, I see you with my red eyes
Bust your fucking nigga, turn your shit to red wine
Don't fuck up my high nigga, I'm too gone, bye
She get dick, weed and ignored, a D.W.I nigga
My skin crawlin', my walls talkin', the pictures in here at me
The ground movin', I'm seeing shit, I'm blowing like I'm in traffic
I'm on that strong, got me coughing like I'm getting buried
been fucking Mary-Jane, I knew her when she was just Virgin Mary
I'm stoned, Mick Jagger, I can run Saturn
Eyes rolling back and keep like hazards
I said me, king me with my mushroom crown on
I graduated to better drugs, my cap and on
Don't me off my high horse, what I do is my choice
I'm high as the scoreboard, bitch up at my points
I'm trippin' out, cotton mouth, I got and fell asleep loaded
I woke up and got again, O.K, I'm reloaded

Weed, pills and that
my trippy kit
That's my kit
That's my kit
Weed, and that drank
my trippy kit
That's my kit
That's my kit
Weed, and that drank
That's my kit
That's my kit
my trippy kit
Weed, pills and that
my trippy kit

Shout out to my weed man, out to my lean man
Pussy ass wanna spark something, I'm a gasoline can
I'm high nigga blow it, I trust it as far as I could throw it
I don't know if I'm or going, T, make my blunt a Samoan
And I see lights flashing, life passing, a bitch home and fuck like rabbits
cups and wine glasses, shot glasses, hot flashes
My tongues numb, I can't talk, no balance, my spine
My surf, my eye jerks, I try different drugs, I'm diverse
Goodbye Earth, farewell, high as heaven, low as hell
Keep scratching, keep biting my nails Keep lighting an L, I'm a in the air
I like weed and cookies, I'm straight but seeing crooked
I got my trippy kit, I hope I trip and fall in pussy

Weed, pills and drank
That's my kit
my trippy kit
That's my kit
Weed, pills and drank
That's my kit
my trippy kit
That's my kit
Weed, and that drank
my trippy kit
That's my kit
That's my kit
Weed, and that drank
That's my kit

Musty in a zip lock
up top notch
Weed that I smoke, off a boat
Six foot bong, see what I toke
This that Cali kush, I motivate not
All I is Mary, let the models do the coke
Tryna' get Becky in the backseat of the ghost
Hit the man, tell him that I need a bag
up every morning and I take a drag
Take the blunt, dip it in the then I laugh
In your baby ear and I'm gonna' smash
They call me the trippy king, don't try me
Juicy J with the Taylors, eyes nigga

Weed, pills and drank
That's my kit
That's my kit
my trippy kit
Weed, pills and drank
That's my kit
That's my kit
my trippy kit
Weed, pills and drank
That's my kit
my trippy kit
That's my kit
Weed, pills and that
my trippy kit