Trippies

Fuck it up, let's get drunk at the party, we were so fucked up
I couldn't drive and, ski mask on load the glocks up into the bank
They all gonna die, I'll drive you out, you're life and
Tonight, the top back, smash into the curb and I've been tryin' to make my way, out and
I want to escape, you be the queen that you see when you look in the mirror, baby, yeah I wanna kiss you, I've been hopin' for it every time you've been in my bed, mm
What's your nightmare, girl, cause you know I fight it, yeah I be the one that make you survive
Them dollars, strippin' for all her knowledge
Strippin' for her future, I'm not askin' for forgiveness
Fuck it up, now she lost it cause the drugs got her addicted
Now, now she addicted to the dick
Chains that be, pullin' me to the pit
I don't wanna burn for all eternity and so, girl, please scream with me
And I got you inside of my head, and baby, yeah, make a wish
It's not your birthday, but you can strip
You can strip, baby, yeah
Call me on your phone, and I got your number I won't reply, but now I'm watchin
Love like it she gone brain dead smoke up, yeah there she go yeah
In my bed yeah, no mask on she saw who I am
Yeah in the corner of the room was the gun
12 gauge I got shells laying all around the place and, baby bump bump I don't want it to explode from all the bumps you been snorting
Slow it down smoke some Jane and
Just cruise through the town, and be careful with them trippies



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Writer(s): Raymond Howard
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