Trip

Trip into the dungeon in my head, I swear I'm 'bout to slay
They told me to chill, and just relax, but I kill anyway
Weed up in my pocket, grab a smoke, and I be A-OK
This the type of music that induce a great breakaway

Two baddies on the left, a thot bitch to my right
If shawty talk sweet, you bet I'm fuckin' all night
And I know her mood tight, 'cause we be in the sheets
I watch her moves all night, she freaky in the sheets

I'm on the grind now, boy
Get your wind up toy
I be cooling on my own, but now and then I make noise
All these niggas miss the message in my songs, it's like they have a choice

I'm just representing and just teaching, from Detroit
Now I'm getting kinda gassy
On the top, congrat me
I want a nice girl who real sweet, cute, and classy

Starving for so long, I couldn't tell that you was ashy
Now we in the same circle of the struggle, that's just nasty
Young stunt shit
Call me Don Yuppie Blick

I be posted with the chicks
After hours of the flicks
And I keep the chopsticks for anyone who talk shit
I can make another song and you'd still take it as a diss

Trip into the dungeon in my head, I swear I'm bout to slay
They told me to chill, and just relax but I kill anyway
Weed up in my pocket, grab a smoke, and I be A-OK

Trip into the dungeon in my head, I swear I'm 'bout to slay
They told me to chill, and just relax, but I kill anyway
Weed up in my pocket, grab a smoke, and I be A-OK
This the type of music that induce a great breakaway

Two baddies on the left, a thot bitch to my right
If shawty talk sweet, you bet I'm fuckin' all night
And I know her mood tight, 'cause we be in the sheets
I watch her moves all night, she freaky in the sheets

I'm on the grind now, boy
Get your wind up toy
I be cooling on my own, but now and then I make noise
All these nigga