Luyện nghe bài hát Trippy

Uh, blue skies, blue skies, I see you my red eyes
Bust fucking grape nigga, turn your shit to red wine
Don't fuck up my nigga, I'm too gone, bye nigga
She get dick, weed and ignored, thats a D.W.I
My skin crawlin', my talkin', the pictures in here 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 like I'm getting buried
I've been fucking Mary-Jane, I knew her when she was Virgin Mary
I'm stoned, Jagger, I can run around Saturn
Eyes rolling back and 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 horse, what I do is my choice
I'm high as the scoreboard, bitch look up at my
I'm out, cotton mouth, I got high and fell asleep loaded
I woke up and got high again, O.K, I'm

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

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

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

Musty in a zip lock
Twisted up top
Weed that I smoke, off a boat
Six foot bong, tryna see what I
This that kush, I motivate not gloat
All I need is Mary, let the models do the
get some Becky in the backseat of the ghost
Hit the man, tell him that I need a bag
Wake up every morning and I take a
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, Chinese eyes

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