Luyện nghe bài hát Trippy

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

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

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

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

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

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