Straight Tripping
So I bounce out the crib with my DJ Quik tape
An eightball in my hand 'bout to go make a play
Air Max's on my feet and thats where they gonna stay
Clippers jersey on that I bought the other day
I'm out and about in this little weed drought
Tryna stay low-key cuz I don't need clout
Stay silent to the things the fiends pour out
Hit Colina Park just to smoke me some milds
Ash on a tree leave the roach where it be
Walk across the street to Fay Elementary
Reminisce a little bit bounce out then I split
Cuz I can't be stuck on all that old school shit
Come back to the pad smelling like dope and hash
Had my eyes on a bag flipped it then I crashed
Hid my bag of weed in my home made stash
Bumping Safe and Sound then I finally took a nap
Straight tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
Tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
So I bounce out the crib with my Tupac tape
All eyez on me but my eyes on bank
Joint in my hand all I blow is dank
If you roll with me all you smell is the haze
Hit a couple blunts put it out and stunt
Hit up the crisp for that City Heights lunch
Dip to the store cuz I got to get the munch
Slid on this thot tryna see wassup
She known for the neck so I shoot my shot
Nothing but net bout to go get topped
Skeeted in her throat and then I went ghost
Cuz a needy bitch is what I hate the most
Heading for the bus bout to go get home
'Fore I reach the door spray on some cologne
Eyes look red but nobody knows
Bumping Skandalouz then I hit the pillows
Straight tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
Tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
An eightball in my hand 'bout to go make a play
Air Max's on my feet and thats where they gonna stay
Clippers jersey on that I bought the other day
I'm out and about in this little weed drought
Tryna stay low-key cuz I don't need clout
Stay silent to the things the fiends pour out
Hit Colina Park just to smoke me some milds
Ash on a tree leave the roach where it be
Walk across the street to Fay Elementary
Reminisce a little bit bounce out then I split
Cuz I can't be stuck on all that old school shit
Come back to the pad smelling like dope and hash
Had my eyes on a bag flipped it then I crashed
Hid my bag of weed in my home made stash
Bumping Safe and Sound then I finally took a nap
Straight tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
Tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
So I bounce out the crib with my Tupac tape
All eyez on me but my eyes on bank
Joint in my hand all I blow is dank
If you roll with me all you smell is the haze
Hit a couple blunts put it out and stunt
Hit up the crisp for that City Heights lunch
Dip to the store cuz I got to get the munch
Slid on this thot tryna see wassup
She known for the neck so I shoot my shot
Nothing but net bout to go get topped
Skeeted in her throat and then I went ghost
Cuz a needy bitch is what I hate the most
Heading for the bus bout to go get home
'Fore I reach the door spray on some cologne
Eyes look red but nobody knows
Bumping Skandalouz then I hit the pillows
Straight tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
Tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
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Writer(s): Neil White
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