T R I P - Mask On

Mask on everybody
She super thick gotta’ body
I’m riding around with that drum
That one pump, I call it shotty
I’m walking in to the party
Got all the hoes in the lobby
I’m smoking all of that gas ima pass on that molly
In my city we got different chips
In my city we ignorant
I’ll beat yo’ ass that’s incident
We boom, clap, clap, no instruments
We back to back and I’m ten for ten
Give me a beat I don’t need a pen
I’m gotta’ find the flow
Which one goes
Oh, that rhythm hit
I said (Mhm)
Pour some more up
Only nineteen, I can’t get in clubs
But come to the trap I’ll show you plug
Hit it from the back give it hair tugs
My bag little bitch my element
Trynna’ step to me and you dead as shit
Someone tell me what the problem is
Actually, no you can be dismissed
Cause’ I, I’m the only one
And I do it just for fun
I, I don’t need to run
And I, I will get it done
Cause yo’ lil ass don’t want no pass
Cause’ I get that bag then I run it back
Cheese like Mac
That big ol’ stack
Got two big balls in my big ol’ sack
Ohh, Trip your nasty (Hehe)
Corna shit
Rona’ shit, ha
Mask on everybody
She super thick gotta’ body
I’m riding around with that drum
That one pump, I call it shotty
I’m walking in to the party
Got all the hoes in the lobby
I’m smoking all of that gas ima pass on that molly
Mask on everybody
She super thick gotta’ body
I’m riding around with that drum
That one pump, I call it shotty
I’m walking in to the party
Got all the hoes in the lobby
I’m smoking all of that gas ima pass on that molly
Get some money we run it up
I’m smoking gas now we dumb as
fuck
Making hits and you say it’s luck
I got two guns I don’t need to tuck
Get some money we run it up
I’m smoking gas now we dumb as
Fuck
Making hits and you say it’s luck
I got two guns I don’t need to tuck
Yeah

Written by:
Christerfer Jones III

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