Текст песни Trippy - White Owl
Aye
I
might
just
blow
40
on
a
coat
My
kids
in
her
throat
Shit
that's
12
up
at
the
door
Better
flush
that
dope
Disrespect,
imma
up
that
pole
Let
that
drum
unload
Diamonds
froze
On
my
neck
and
wrist,
got
my
body
cold
Bitch
wherever
imma
go,
I
got
my
brothers
coming
with
me
When
the
acid
starts
to
go,
then
shit
my
night
gon'
get
real
trip
And
bitch
you
already
know,
I'm
moving
slowly
off
the
henny
Got
the
bag,
I
got
the
dough,
why
you
scraping
for
the
pennies
Why
you
scraping
for
them
pennies
I
be
dressed
up
in
that
Fendi
Ride
around
the
ville,
high
as
fuck
up
in
my
city
Got
your
main
bitch
with
me
Hide
your
Juul
from
Mr.
Whinney
Got
that
THC
all
in
me
Load
the
clip,
then
bitch
I'm
ready
In
the
driver's
seat
reclined
Tweakin'
boutta
lose
my
mind
How
the
fuck
am
I
gon'
drive
Need
that
Visine
for
my
eyes
We
ain't
smoking
blunts,
bitch
I'm
lighting
up
the
gas
mask
Running
to
the
money,
better
tell
me
where
the
racks
at
Another
blunt
to
the
face
Percs
be
swimming
through
my
veins
Shit
my
vision
gon'
go
dizzy,
hate
when
night
turns
into
day
Got
that
Goyard
on
my
waist
3 bitches
on
the
way
Up
the
sticks
and
extendos,
yell
out
bitch
get
out
my
face!
Aye
I
might
just
blow
40
on
a
coat
My
kids
in
her
throat
Shit
that's
12
up
at
the
door
Better
flush
that
dope
Disrespect,
imma
up
that
pole
Let
that
drum
unload
Diamonds
froze
On
my
neck
and
wrist,
got
my
body
cold
Bitch
wherever
imma
go,
I
got
my
brothers
coming
with
me
When
the
acid
starts
to
go,
then
shit
my
night
gon'
get
real
trip
And
bitch
you
already
know,
I'm
moving
slowly
off
the
henny
Got
the
bag,
I
got
the
dough,
why
you
scraping
for
the
pennies
Only
15
years
old
Throw
that
bitch
out
like
a
free
throw
I
can't
fuck
with
none
of
these
hoes
'Less
a
bitch
is
down
to
deep
throat
I
just
pull
up,
I
pull
up
with
extended
clips
I
gave
you
some
flour,
said
it
was
a
brick
I
made
30K
I
just
caught
a
new
lick
I'm
still
off
codeine
and
I'm
still
feeling
sick
Perc-ys
got
me
moving
slow,
type
writer
Bad
luck,
white
lighter
Bottoms
red,
like
a
fuckin'
fire
fighter
See
me
blowin'
smoke,
with
that
dope,
like
my
lungs
on
fire
Owl
off
the
shits,
how
you
know?
'cause
my
eyes
tired
Another
blunt
to
the
face
Percs
be
swimming
through
my
veins
Shit
my
vision
gon'
go
dizzy,
hate
when
night
turns
into
day
Got
that
Goyard
on
my
waist
3 bitches
on
the
way
Up
the
sticks
and
extendos,
yell
out
bitch
get
out
my
face!
Aye
I
might
just
blow
40
on
a
coat
My
kids
in
her
throat
Shit
that's
12
up
at
the
door
Better
flush
that
dope
Disrespect,
imma
up
that
pole
Let
that
drum
unload
Diamonds
froze
On
my
neck
and
wrist,
got
my
body
cold
Bitch
wherever
imma
go,
I
got
my
brothers
coming
with
me
When
the
acid
starts
to
go,
then
shit
my
night
gon'
get
real
trip
And
bitch
you
already
know,
I'm
moving
slowly
off
the
henny
Got
the
bag,
I
got
the
dough,
why
you
scraping
for
the
pennies
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