Bishopdaplugg - Trip Lyrics

Trip
We takin a trip to recover the re up
They hate that we rich n we comin to see her
She takin a pic fore we even meet up
Lord knows that she mixed, black senorita
Like woo He don't know his girl is a cheater
Go over there, we don't wanna meet up
Pull up a chair da plug comin to see ya
Let's go
Hear that sound, pick up the phone
Tell em I'm down, we hitting the road
Picture a boat in a river with gold
Gimmicks are old
You reek what you sowe
Tell em I'm cold
Tell em im home
They locked me up I remember the code
Gave a key to bag, shots intact we severed the nose
Ay
They really can't f*ck with me,
Really it's stuck wit me
Ay
They really in love wit me
Tell em it sup with me, death comes in company
Ay,
Fathered style, give me custody
City is up with me
Pistol tuck wit me
What's his problem Feelin the grudge wit him
Shot buck We Drillin it up for him
I killed number n handle my business,
Ran up the summer, then ran up da winter
No wonder they wonder, da runner dat expanded the limits
A man and a legend, damn im wizard, laugh at snitch then handle the witness
The man of the city that ran up the digits
Hands like I'm ennis, goddamn I'm a menace
She spinnin with me, 10 in key, da city depending on me,
Im tryna make it home to sleep
I know the devil waiting on me
I see them creep , looking at 3, count another 6 in da jeep, gettin lit
Lord knows I'm jus tryna make this trip
We taking trips for the re up
I'm tryin to make this Trip
Whats the point if we don't re up
She wanna take this Trip
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