Luyện nghe bài hát Trippy

Uh, blue skies, blue skies, I see you with my red
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, and ignored, thats a D.W.I nigga
My crawlin', my walls talkin', the pictures in here lookin' at me
The movin', I'm seeing shit, I'm blowing like I'm stuck in traffic
I'm smoking on strong, got me coughing like I'm getting buried
I've been fucking Mary-Jane, I knew her when she was just Virgin
I'm stoned, Mick Jagger, I can run Saturn
Eyes rolling and keep blinking like hazards
I said king me, me with my mushroom crown on
I to better drugs, my cap and gown on
knock me off my high horse, what I do is my choice
I'm high as the scoreboard, look up at my points
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, pills and drank
my trippy kit
That's my kit
my trippy kit
Weed, pills and that
my trippy kit
That's my kit
That's my kit
Weed, pills and that
That's my 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 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 a Samoan
And I see lights flashing, life passing, take a bitch home and fuck rabbits
cups and wine glasses, shot glasses, hot flashes
My tongues numb, I can't talk, no balance, my hurts
My mind surf, my eye jerks, I try different drugs, I'm
Goodbye Earth, farewell, high as heaven, eyes low as
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 kit, I hope I trip and fall in some pussy

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

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

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