Lyrics Trippidy Trap - Rushy

Like man's a real grinder
You don't make dough, no bro
Stepped out all in designer
Bill up a bat
Yo bro, pass me the lighter
T on my hat
T for the trap
My niggas do trap
Trippidy trap, you feelin' me
She on my lap, she feelin' me
All on my dick, she feelin' me
Man I blow smoke like a chimney, ay
I could not fuck with no enemy
She on my lap, she feelin' me
All on my dick, she feelin' me
Man I blow smoke like a chimney, ay
I could not fuck with no enemy

She onto me now you fell in love
I call that bitch and I rebound
Fuck that bitch and I skeet out
Smoke my zoot, I blow weed clouds
This gusher's got me so lean now
So much loud I don't see droughts
I got so much loud I don't see droughts
I need money, bands
Choppin' up, I got dusty hands
Don't like my life see my life too bad
K i trap I got paper plans
I need money, bands
Choppin' up, I got dusty hands
Don't like my life see my life too bad
K i trap I got paper plans

Like man's a real grinder
You don't make dough, no bro
Stepped out all in designer
Bill up a bat
Yo bro, pass me the lighter
T on my hat
T for the trap
My niggas do trap
Trippidy trap, you feelin' me
She on my lap, she feelin' me
All on my dick, she feelin' me
Man I blow smoke like a chimney, ay
I could not fuck with no enemy
She on my lap, she feelin' me
All on my dick, she feelin' me
Man I blow smoke like a chimney, ay
I could not fuck with no enemy

Like man's a real grinder
You don't make dough you're a liar
I dare man try thief my flow
Can't do it like me so it's minor, ay
Pedal bike man do mile up
Or skrr out the whip burnt tyre
My mum thinks I'm out here smoking
But I'm really doing Lyca to Lyca, uh
This life that I live so risky
And I dare them man try pitch me
Cah I know some man so bolo
Won't shank man just get fisty, ay
Pick up your fist and fist me
Nah you could never do that
I need the revenue akh
Pent house with a better view akh
Ay penthouse with a better view akh
Like I need a 10-10, I need a peng peng
Somebody bring me cupid, ay
I solved the problem rubix, ay
I get the metro boomin', like
I smoke the blem den two's it
Jump on the beat it's boomin', like
I smoke the blem den two's it
And she think it's love, I used it

Like man's a real grinder
You don't make dough, no bro
Stepped out all in designer
Bill up a bat
Yo bro, pass me the lighter
T on my hat
T for the trap
My niggas do trap
Trippidy trap, you feelin' me
She on my lap, she feelin' me
All on my dick, she feelin' me
Man I blow smoke like a chimney, ay
I could not fuck with no enemy
She on my lap, she feelin' me
All on my dick, she feelin' me
Man I blow smoke like a chimney, ay
I could not fuck with no enemy