trip 2 cali - lolife blacc & peewee longway lyrics
[chorus: peewee longway]
i took so many trips to cali’, i feel like a runner back
traphouse, fill that b*tch with lean, percs, pills and power packs
i ain’t got time for arguing, time for fussin’, ain’t no talking back
told that b*tch you coming, when you did and ain’t no coming back
soon as i get them bags, gonna hit my plug and run it back
rpk, shoot hundred packs, extendo sh*t, we done with that
f&n, we put drums in that, heroine bricks got china white
heroine bricks got bernie mac
my lil’ b*tch got dynamite
[verse 1: peewee longway]
told that b*tch don’t talk to me, b*tch, i’m longway dolomite
i don’t need no n*gga to vouch for me, i referee my own stripes
b*tch can’t get the best of me, i bossed up her whole life
n*ggas be saying they sleep on wee, i stay woke likе uncle ice
that little p*ssy hit so d*mn good i had to f*ck hеr twice
my whole life i knock knock on the wood, ’cause i ain’t living right
duck in dark, the narc narcs in the hood ’cause this that trapper life
just another gnat gnat from the hood, showed her what that drip was like
[chorus: peewee longway]
i took so many trips to cali’, i feel like a runner back
traphouse, fill that b*tch with lean, percs, pills and power packs
i ain’t got time for arguing, time for fussin’, ain’t no talking back
told that b*tch you coming, when you did and ain’t no coming back
soon as i get them bags, gonna hit my plug and run it back
rpk, shoot hundred packs, extendo sh*t, we done with that
f&n, we put drums in that, heroine bricks got china white
heroine bricks got bernie mac
my lil’ b*tch got dynamite
[verse 2: lolife blacc]
trap house don’t don’t do credit, debit, sorry only c.o.d
i heard it’s a recession, trap do numbers, i move a dub a week
grab the pot and add some water, add the pyrex when it heat
a1 fetti, when i cook with that ready, line go up the street
pints, percs, xans, i prescribe like a pharmacist
trying to serve my patients, they impatient, now a argument
told lil bro be cool, hit him with that fire, now i’m a arsonist
pulled up to the spot
thought i was going to front you? that’s unfortunate
[chorus: peewee longway]
i took so many trips to cali’, i feel like a runner back
traphouse, fill that b*tch with lean, percs, pills and power packs
i ain’t got time for arguing, time for fussin’, ain’t no talking back
told that b*tch you coming, when you did and ain’t no coming back
soon as i get them bags, gonna hit my plug and run it back
rpk, shoot hundred packs, extendo sh*t, we done with that
f&n we put drums in that, heroine bricks got china white
heroine bricks got bernie mac
my lil’ b*tch got dynamite
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