So I bounce out the crib with my DJ Quik tape
An eightball in my hand 'bout to go make a play
Air Max's on my feet and thats where they gonna stay
Clippers jersey on that I bought the other day
I'm out and about in this little weed drought
Tryna stay low-key cuz I don't need clout
Stay silent to the shit the fiends pour out
Hit Colina Park just to smoke me some milds
Ash on a tree leave the roach where it be
Walk across the street to Fay Elementary
Reminisce a little bit bounce out then I split
Cuz I can't be stuck on all that old school shit
Come back to the pad smelling like dope and hash
Had my eyes on a bag flipped it then I crashed
Hit my bag of weed in my home made stash
Bumping Safe and Sound then I finally took a nap
Straight tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
Tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
So I bounce out the crib with my Snoop Dogg tape
With a J in my hand you know I smoke everyday
Real nigga man I never stay around fakes
With my Jordan bag on cuz I stay getting paid
Champagne J in the Cut smoking indica
Kicking it with Toni cuz thats my little bruh
Call yo girl ashtray cuz I ashed in her cunt
You can go ask Iverson he already know wassup
Nigga dodged me at the mall he don't want it
Hit him up on snapchat he act like I was haunted
Gonna search for that nigga like he was wanted
Cuz he walked with my girl tryna flaunt shit
Came home after tryna hit a mission
Called his girl doggystyle was the position
Still on the look cuz I know he sneak dissing
Bumping Gin and Juice cuz I'm bout to catch him slipping
Straight tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
Tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
Champagne J in the Cut - Straight Tripping (feat. Neil Antonio White) Lyrics
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So I bounce out the crib with my DJ Quik tape
An eightball in my hand 'bout to go make a play
Air Max's on my feet and thats where they gonna stay
Clippers jersey on that I bought the other day
I'm out and about in this little weed drought
Tryna stay low-key cuz I don't need clout
Stay silent to the shit the fiends pour out
Hit Colina Park just to smoke me some milds
Ash on a tree leave the roach where it be
Walk across the street to Fay Elementary
Reminisce a little bit bounce out then I split
Cuz I can't be stuck on all that old school shit
Come back to the pad smelling like dope and hash
Had my eyes on a bag flipped it then I crashed
Hit my bag of weed in my home made stash
Bumping Safe and Sound then I finally took a nap
Straight tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
Tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
So I bounce out the crib with my Snoop Dogg tape
With a J in my hand you know I smoke everyday
Real nigga man I never stay around fakes
With my Jordan bag on cuz I stay getting paid
Champagne J in the Cut smoking indica
Kicking it with Toni cuz thats my little bruh
Call yo girl ashtray cuz I ashed in her cunt
You can go ask Iverson he already know wassup
Nigga dodged me at the mall he don't want it
Hit him up on snapchat he act like I was haunted
Gonna search for that nigga like he was wanted
Cuz he walked with my girl tryna flaunt shit
Came home after tryna hit a mission
Called his girl doggystyle was the position
Still on the look cuz I know he sneak dissing
Bumping Gin and Juice cuz I'm bout to catch him slipping
Straight tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
Tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
An eightball in my hand 'bout to go make a play
Air Max's on my feet and thats where they gonna stay
Clippers jersey on that I bought the other day
I'm out and about in this little weed drought
Tryna stay low-key cuz I don't need clout
Stay silent to the shit the fiends pour out
Hit Colina Park just to smoke me some milds
Ash on a tree leave the roach where it be
Walk across the street to Fay Elementary
Reminisce a little bit bounce out then I split
Cuz I can't be stuck on all that old school shit
Come back to the pad smelling like dope and hash
Had my eyes on a bag flipped it then I crashed
Hit my bag of weed in my home made stash
Bumping Safe and Sound then I finally took a nap
Straight tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
Tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
So I bounce out the crib with my Snoop Dogg tape
With a J in my hand you know I smoke everyday
Real nigga man I never stay around fakes
With my Jordan bag on cuz I stay getting paid
Champagne J in the Cut smoking indica
Kicking it with Toni cuz thats my little bruh
Call yo girl ashtray cuz I ashed in her cunt
You can go ask Iverson he already know wassup
Nigga dodged me at the mall he don't want it
Hit him up on snapchat he act like I was haunted
Gonna search for that nigga like he was wanted
Cuz he walked with my girl tryna flaunt shit
Came home after tryna hit a mission
Called his girl doggystyle was the position
Still on the look cuz I know he sneak dissing
Bumping Gin and Juice cuz I'm bout to catch him slipping
Straight tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
Tripping smoking something different
I'm all about the money you focused on the women
Lifted on a cloud straight piffing
All these rappers pop shit but they ain't really winning
Writer: James Young, Neil White
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