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trippin' - raykaz lyrics

[intro: raykaz]
hm….hm….hm…yeah
hm, yeah, hm, yeah, hm, wait
hol’up, wait, hol’up, yeah
fuse, raykaz, zodie
hm, yeah, hol’up, wait
b*tch, hm…

[verse 1: raykaz]
that b*tch got a de…gree in…finance
that b*tch got her pin…ky in…my pants
that b*tch born in uk, so it’s only right that i make sure she wales when i land/ireland/island
that b*tch * oh, that’s yo b*tch? that’s…my bad
that’s the third time this year, i’m trippin’
new whip got like six gears, i’m different
push start, plus the no sound ignition
…hop on that iphone dissin’
paul george shooter, let my bro clip him (hoo!)
put his lil ass on that t*shirt, send him to reaper, now look * his wife gon’ miss him (hoh!)
bullets might kiss him, they cannot save you
how them n*ggas callin’ me the best on my debut?
how my wrist bе makin’ all that noise when it dangle?
ain’t a n*gga this unchainеd since django

[verse 2: fuse]
yo, yo, yo, yo…
y’all gon’ make him pull up with the rambo
put that on my momma, if he work for uncle sam he a sambo
g’d up in a benz, not the bando
n*gga, that’s the plan, so we headed to the bank
need a bankroll for the whole set
few mo’ bottles and a pretty hostess
no less than two models to give me mo’ stress
no rest, we full throttle, we tryin’ to progress
we the best in the west, north, south and the east
price for a verse? ten thousand at least
price for my head, that’s an arm and a leg
if you wanna go there, then beware, you ain’t gon’ never know peace
in the streets i’m a beast, in the booth i’m a brute
in the pond y’all are geese, better duck when i shoot…get it?
and i like my beef with the cheese, no lettuce
tryin’ to feed my fetish
muh’f*cka, i’m a…
[verse 3: raykaz]
…boss!
240 thou’ on a house and my mama just paid the deposit * don’t n0body live in it
crib was so big that we might put a crib in it
only thing we feel like sharin’ is dividends
seats in the cruisers is leather and comfy as sh*t, been a while since a young n*gga fidgeted
pops flyin’ private beside of the president, he came from nothin’ * to see it is rivetin’

[verse 4:fuse]
we came from nothin’ and made it to somethin’, my og a ceo * he runnin’ ok
we don’t do queues at the airport, they waitin’ for fuse when i land, i’m escorted the whole way
uppin’ the level, one foot on the pedal, one hand on the metal * you know that’s the zo way
put on for zodie, i do this for cj and mudie and modie * you know them my brodays!

[verse 5: raykaz and fuse]
fuse on the mic, so it’s clearly over
way too much dough like i’m nearly homer (doh!)
i don’t recall sayin’ nunna that sweet sh*t, sorry my love, i was barely sober (beerly)
we was in the rover when i had to tell you, “get up off my shoulder!”
“i am not your boulder!”
“all i want is to bend you over!”
she call me staples ’cause she love the way i fold*her
hahahahahahaha…heh

- raykaz lyrics

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