Tribal Muzik
(Woah, woah)
What, go, what
What, go, what
What, go, what
What, go, what
The way I been living my life, this shit don't make no sense
I'm in the trap with my young niggas smoking on za and popping these pills
Way too high
Awww I love the thrill
Way too high
Awww I love the thrill
I'm sliding in Virgil
Balenci is all on my feet best believe he gon end up like Kenny
Trap open 24/7 like Dennys
Throwing these shots at a nigga like Genji
Making the glock roar, Renji
How's many racks you got, got plenty
5 Drop a soda and mix it with henny
I got a plug overseas named benny
Sway been rocking that Fendi, that Fendi
Baby I'm rocking that Ricky, that Ricky
Ha, you ain't my bitch can't kiss it
If you can't take the heat get out the kitchen
Five percent tint lil nigga we fishing
Shooter got aimbot ain't no missing
I'm only worried bout counting these digits
I'm only worried bout getting the guap
I just put money inside of a stock
I just put money inside of the safe
Hop in the whip and I drive like I'm racing
Hit from the back and I'm pulling her lacefront
Fuck is you looking at nigga just say some
(Say sum, say sum, say sum, say sum)
The pigs asking questions I promise won't say nun
(Say nun, say nun, say nun, say nun)
I get too high, I don't know what to say
She wanna fuck in a different location
I told brodie stay down be patient
Too many drugs I feel like a patient
Five bands sitting inside a spaceship
Vyvanse pop the shit feel amazing
Good gas smoking on Gary Payton
Bitch don't touch my cup it's sacred
Pop a perc and I'm feeling like ooze
I'm horny I cannot lie
Little ass thot got shit confused
Hold up baby I ain't your guy
Roll me a jay or eat me a shroom, no matter what I'm getting high
A-C-I-D mix it with shrooms, so high I thought I would die
What, go, what
What, go, what
What, go, what
What, go, what
The way I been living my life, this shit don't make no sense
I'm in the trap with my young niggas smoking on za and popping these pills
Way too high
Awww I love the thrill
Way too high
Awww I love the thrill (Yeah)
What, go, what
What, go, what
What, go, what
What, go, what
The way I been living my life, this shit don't make no sense
I'm in the trap with my young niggas smoking on za and popping these pills
Way too high
Awww I love the thrill
Way too high
Awww I love the thrill
I'm sliding in Virgil
Balenci is all on my feet best believe he gon end up like Kenny
Trap open 24/7 like Dennys
Throwing these shots at a nigga like Genji
Making the glock roar, Renji
How's many racks you got, got plenty
5 Drop a soda and mix it with henny
I got a plug overseas named benny
Sway been rocking that Fendi, that Fendi
Baby I'm rocking that Ricky, that Ricky
Ha, you ain't my bitch can't kiss it
If you can't take the heat get out the kitchen
Five percent tint lil nigga we fishing
Shooter got aimbot ain't no missing
I'm only worried bout counting these digits
I'm only worried bout getting the guap
I just put money inside of a stock
I just put money inside of the safe
Hop in the whip and I drive like I'm racing
Hit from the back and I'm pulling her lacefront
Fuck is you looking at nigga just say some
(Say sum, say sum, say sum, say sum)
The pigs asking questions I promise won't say nun
(Say nun, say nun, say nun, say nun)
I get too high, I don't know what to say
She wanna fuck in a different location
I told brodie stay down be patient
Too many drugs I feel like a patient
Five bands sitting inside a spaceship
Vyvanse pop the shit feel amazing
Good gas smoking on Gary Payton
Bitch don't touch my cup it's sacred
Pop a perc and I'm feeling like ooze
I'm horny I cannot lie
Little ass thot got shit confused
Hold up baby I ain't your guy
Roll me a jay or eat me a shroom, no matter what I'm getting high
A-C-I-D mix it with shrooms, so high I thought I would die
What, go, what
What, go, what
What, go, what
What, go, what
The way I been living my life, this shit don't make no sense
I'm in the trap with my young niggas smoking on za and popping these pills
Way too high
Awww I love the thrill
Way too high
Awww I love the thrill (Yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Williams
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