Trips lyrics

[Intro]
(kew, kew)
Ah, ah
(few)

[Verse 1]
Five figures made
This the second day of the week (Five)
Buddy late again, on the bread
Face meet the wheats
Misogynistic ass n*gga
Come get a girl some cheese (Dumbass)
I'm with a 8 and a half, two tiers (FWP sh*t ni')
That's a double of these
f*ck some fans to find out
I didn't know my mains [?]
Collecting cans with my pop
Now, they can’t tell what I can’t do
Ballin japanese in 'em 3K shoes (Big ballin)
Styling, been styling
Me got paper styling you (Hmm)
I be praying Boat work it out with Mitch
I be praying for a n*gga to make a diss
Poke it out his chest
We going try this 2D sh*t (2D)
Lot of sh*t I do these days
I swеar to God, I ain't know it's this
[?] with my brother
I keep telling this n*gga
We finna bе rich
Pourin the money
I sell and ship
But my brother's the one
Of these n*ggas to stun it
I need the green the paper
The bread [?]
I ain't got time to f*ck
[?], we throw the flag
Just to hand to others
He trying to beef all of a sudden
I look at [?] his IP code
[Chorus]
Rolling, stacking chips
Adding to a wish list
She bought her Alaska boots
Go to ask then take some pics
We won't play it
How then I planned it
Fives on me
You gotta be managed (Man)
For the two
She take a sip
Get ready for her [?] trip
[?] trip, [?] trip, Venus trip, [?] trip
We ain't pull up in no hearse
How 'bout to go
Stay all killed
All that who all at
He a happy meal, small fries (Dior)
Getting this pay for rap a lot
sh*t I feel like Mountach (Mister B aigh')

[Verse 2]
Buy right the aroma
In a Scotti coma
Put more shots in the head
And B to B but [?] (B to B)
And the winners seating with 10 hoes
Me and Kamela
Finna give her a 9.5
I like the way she work it (9 to 5)
Shades black
Triple stack
b*tch I'm in my groove (Hmm)
[?] swimming, diamond dripping
That's just how I do (Just the f*cking groove)
Wait a minute Lil Boat
That's just too goddamn Rude
Why the f*ck you bridge straight
Water to the pool (Why)
Sand to the beach
We the ones that's on the top
Not f*cking these top, not freaks
We the ones that shut the blood down
He come out for two weeks
Count cash until my hands start
f*ck it, I'mma use my feet (f*ck)
2816 like Lee
[Chorus]
Rolling, stacking chips
Adding to a wish list
She bought her Alaska boots
Go to ask then take some pics (Take some pics)
We won't play it
How then I planned it
Fives on me
You gotta be managed (Man)
For the two
She take a sip (For the two)
Get ready for her [?] trip
[?] trip, [?] trip, Venus trip, [?] trip (Hmmm)
We ain't pull up in no hearse
How 'bout to go
Stay all killed (Hmm-mhm)
All that who all at
He a happy meal, small fries (Ouh, hah)
Getting this pay for rap a lot (Wow)
sh*t I feel like Mountach (Damn)