Текст песни Holy Triiip - NHG

On some goated shit
Hmm hmm
Hmm
Y'all know what the fuck going on
Yeah yeah
Yeah, this some goated shit
Yeah yeah

Aye, this a holy trip, huh
Yo' hoe saw the goat in me now she like "holy shit", huh
I might have her drooling when she see the Rollie kit, hey
Presi' on my wrist and you ain't gotta vote for this
Now she wanna roll with him, hmm
I hope she know she ain't finna touch no pros with him, yeah
They all doubted me I came back like D Rose and shit
Aye, on that Derozan tip
Aye, 'cause they gave up on him
And now they tryna get in touch and shit
Know they can't fuck with him

No, they can't fuck with him
Balling, he above the rim
Finna run this shit up, nigga fuck the Crim

Nah, they can't even keep up
Coach new lineup, you need to sub 'em in
'Cause that one you got up pussy as fuck
When we send shots, them niggas ducking them
He tryna beef because his bitch ran to another man
Man fuck that shit, I might just fuck again

I don't really know what it is
Think I ran out of love again
Aw man, had to stop treating all these hoes like a fucking 10
Feel like I can't shake another hand
Unless you one of my brothers man
Everybody was judging 'til he up
And now they love the kid

Man, truth be told that love been dead
I only love the deads
I only love the deads, that love been dead
I only been seeing bloody red

Yeah, I only been seeing bloody red
And yo' bitch gave me nothing but head
The head she gave was nothing but blessed
But she had gave me nothing but stress
So she got cut off with the rest

(Yeah) boy you run up, catch a Smith & Wess
(Bow) Ha, yeah