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trips - dc2trill lyrics

[intro]
(kew, kew)
ah, ah
(few)

[verse 1]
five figures made
this the second day of the week (five)
buddy late again, on the bread
face meet the wheats
misogynistic ass n*gga
come get a girl some cheese (dumbass)
i’m with a 8 and a half, two tiers (fwp sh*t ni’)
that’s a double of these
f*ck some fans to find out
i didn’t know my mains [?]
collecting cans with my pop
now, they can’t tell what i can’t do
ballin j*panese in ’em 3k shoes (big ballin)
styling, been styling
me got paper styling you (hmm)
i be praying boat work it out with mitch
i be praying for a n*gga to make a diss
poke it out his chest
we going try this 2d sh*t (2d)
lot of sh*t i do these days
i swеar to god, i ain’t know it’s this
[?] with my brother
i keep telling this n*gga
we finna bе rich
pourin the money
i sell and ship
but my brother’s the one
of these n*ggas to stun it
i need the green the paper
the bread [?]
i ain’t got time to f*ck
[?], we throw the flag
just to hand to others
he trying to beef all of a sudden
i look at [?] his ip code
[chorus]
rolling, stacking chips
adding to a wish list
she bought her alaska boots
go to ask then take some pics
we won’t play it
how then i planned it
fives on me
you gotta be managed (man)
for the two
she take a sip
get ready for her [?] trip
[?] trip, [?] trip, venus trip, [?] trip
we ain’t pull up in no he*rs*
how ’bout to go
stay all k!lled
all that who all at
he a happy meal, small fries (dior)
getting this pay for rap a lot
sh*t i feel like mountach (mister b aigh’)

[verse 2]
buy right the aroma
in a scotti coma
put more shots in the head
and b to b but [?] (b to b)
and the winners seating with 10 hoes
me and kamela
finna give her a 9.5
i like the way she work it (9 to 5)
shades black
triple stack
b*tch i’m in my groove (hmm)
[?] swimming, diamond dripping
that’s just how i do (just the f*cking groove)
wait a minute lil boat
that’s just too godd*mn rude
why the f*ck you bridge straight
water to the pool (why)
sand to the beach
we the ones that’s on the top
not f*cking these top, not freaks
we the ones that shut the blood down
he come out for two weeks
count cash until my hands start
f*ck it, i’mma use my feet (f*ck)
2816 like lee
[chorus]
rolling, stacking chips
adding to a wish list
she bought her alaska boots
go to ask then take some pics (take some pics)
we won’t play it
how then i planned it
fives on me
you gotta be managed (man)
for the two
she take a sip (for the two)
get ready for her [?] trip
[?] trip, [?] trip, venus trip, [?] trip (hmmm)
we ain’t pull up in no he*rs*
how ’bout to go
stay all k!lled (hmm*mhm)
all that who all at
he a happy meal, small fries (ouh, hah)
getting this pay for rap a lot (wow)
sh*t i feel like mountach (d*mn)

- dc2trill lyrics

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