Luyện nghe bài hát Trippy

Uh, blue skies, blue skies, I see you with my red
Bust fucking grape nigga, turn your shit to red wine
Don't up my high nigga, I'm too gone, bye nigga
She get dick, and ignored, thats a D.W.I nigga
My skin crawlin', my walls talkin', the pictures in lookin' at me
The ground movin', I'm seeing shit, I'm blowing like I'm stuck in
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 just Mary
I'm stoned, Jagger, I can run around Saturn
Eyes rolling back and keep like hazards
I said king me, king me my mushroom crown on
I graduated to drugs, my cap and gown on
knock me off my high horse, what I do is my choice
I'm as the scoreboard, bitch look up at my points
I'm trippin' out, cotton mouth, I got high and fell asleep
I woke up and got again, O.K, I'm reloaded

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

Shout out to my weed man, shout out to my man
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 throw it
I don't know if I'm or going, T, make my blunt a Samoan
And I see lights flashing, life passing, take a bitch home and fuck rabbits
Styrofoam cups and glasses, shot glasses, hot flashes
My numb, I can't talk, no balance, my spine hurts
My mind surf, my eye jerks, I try different drugs, I'm
Earth, farewell, high as heaven, eyes low as hell
Keep scratching, keep my nails Keep lighting 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 trip and fall in pussy

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

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

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