Trip 2 Cali lyrics

by

Peewee Longway


[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
I took so many trips to Cali', I feel like a runner back
Traphouse, fill that b*tch with lean, percs, pills and power packs
I ain’t got time for arguing, time for fussin', ain’t no talking back
Told that b*tch you coming, when you did and ain’t no coming back
Soon as I get them bags, gonna hit my plug and run it back
RPK, shoot hundred packs, extendo sh*t, we done with that
F&N, we put drums in that, heroine bricks got China white
Heroine bricks got Bernie Mac
My lil' b*tch got dynamite

[Verse 1: Peewee Longway]
Told that b*tch don’t talk to me, b*tch, I'm Longway Dolomite
I don’t need no n*gga to vouch for me, I referee my own stripes
b*tch can’t get the best of me, I bossed up her whole life
n*ggas be saying they sleep on Wee, I stay woke likе uncle Ice
That little pus*y hit so damn good I had to f*ck hеr twice
My whole life I knock knock on the wood, 'cause I ain’t living right
Duck in dark, the narc narcs in the hood 'cause this that trapper life
Just another gnat gnat from the hood, showed her what that drip was like

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
I took so many trips to Cali', I feel like a runner back
Traphouse, fill that b*tch with lean, percs, pills and power packs
I ain’t got time for arguing, time for fussin', ain’t no talking back
Told that b*tch you coming, when you did and ain’t no coming back
Soon as I get them bags, gonna hit my plug and run it back
RPK, shoot hundred packs, extendo sh*t, we done with that
F&N, we put drums in that, heroine bricks got China white
Heroine bricks got Bernie Mac
My lil' b*tch got dynamite
[Verse 2: LoLife Blacc]
Trap house don’t don’t do credit, debit, sorry only C.O.D
I heard it’s a recession, trap do numbers, I move a dub a week
Grab the pot and add some water, add the Pyrex when it heat
A1 fetti, when I cook with that ready, line go up the street
Pints, percs, xans, I prescribe like a pharmacist
Trying to serve my patients, they impatient, now a argument
Told lil bro be cool, hit him with that fire, now I’m a arsonist
Pulled up to the spot
Thought I was going to front you? that’s unfortunate

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
I took so many trips to Cali', I feel like a runner back
Traphouse, fill that b*tch with lean, percs, pills and power packs
I ain’t got time for arguing, time for fussin', ain’t no talking back
Told that b*tch you coming, when you did and ain’t no coming back
Soon as I get them bags, gonna hit my plug and run it back
RPK, shoot hundred packs, extendo sh*t, we done with that
F&N we put drums in that, heroine bricks got China white
Heroine bricks got Bernie Mac
My lil' b*tch got dynamite
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