Текст песни Trip to La - $breezy

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(Oh)

Had a trip to LA (No)
Got Rick, new drip
No I can't feel my face, huh
Codeine I sip, huh
You know I play it safe, huh (No)
No I can't trip, huh
Fake hoes on my line yeah
I cut 'em off, no clip (No)

And you know I be getting that celery
No I can't quit, huh (Yeah)
And I be in the hills, no Beverly
Fendi my drip, huh (Fendi)
And fake hoes always tellin' me
Yeah you the shit (You the shit)
But I know that they just full of jealousy
So I'ma take my flicks (Take my flicks)

And you never gone catch up to me
You not on my level (No)
And she in the matrix, okay
Talking to the devil
And she ain't scared to take it all, yeah she so special
She putting Molly, Molly, Xans into her vessels (Vessels)

Had a trip to LA (Trip to LA)
Got Rick, new drip (Got Rick new drip)
No I can't feel my face, huh (Can't feel my face)
Codeine I sip, huh (Codeine I sip)
You know I play it safe, huh (I play it safe)
No I can't trip, huh (No, I can't trip)
Fake hoes on my line yeah (Fake hoes on my line)
I cut 'em off, no clip (Cut 'em off no clip, yeah)

(No)
(Oh)

Had a trip to LA
Got Rick, new drip (Got Rick new drip)
No I can't feel my face, huh (Can't feel my face)
Codeine I sip, huh (Codeine I sip)
You know I play it safe, huh (Know I play it safe)
No I can't trip, huh (No, I can't trip)
Fake hoes on my line yeah (Fake hoes on my line)
I cut 'em off, no clip (Cut 'em off no clip, yeah)