Trippin
[Hook]
Trippin' trippin'
Nigga I'm trippin'
Cook up a beat with the Devil in his kitchen
Kitchen kitchen
This will make you listen
The way this beat sounds
It gon' have you trippin'
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[Verse 1: Lj Beats]
Trippin' trippin'
Yeah I'm trippin'
Show no mercy for these beats I'm killin'
Trippin' trippin'
I'm never slippin
Them LJ beats, yeah you know they hittin'
Jefe jefe please call me jefe
Won't be long now until I'm on tele-
Vision vision, that's my mission
New to this shit but I'm still spittin'
Planets planets, who could have planned it
Couldn't be god he hates me, damn it
Whoa whoa, but you'll never know
The future I'll be getting 10k for a show
Yo, wait all these patterns in my face
Chilling with Horus in a car in outer space
I'm lost in my mind and my mind lost me
Contradict what I say but it doesn't matter cause I'm
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Raybeez]
Trippin' trippin'
Hallucinate with the vision
Open minded with the money
Make quick decisions
No description, murderers in the kitchen
Scott tissues bloody
Long nose like Scotty Pippin
As soon as the weed rolled, can't control my ego
In and out the peep hole
Deeper than a sink hole
Drop the beat like a bag of ice
Talk about bragging rights
Freedom of speech
Tell them birds to go grab a kite
Gotta bag it right
Hustle like I never had a life
In the cut because I asked to give me back the knife
Cut through the edges with the hi hats
Trying to make it to the top
And lease beats for five racks
Drop bombs like Iraq, In one day make five tracks
Talent ain't the word to describe how I rap
Trippy ass niggas, jungle bundles, wild stacks
Smoke strong like thunder cats
Gotta make that thunder clap (Bang)
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