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Nah Ion Trip Video (MV)




Performed By: DLU Kemp
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: Skylar Kemper




DLU Kemp - Nah Ion Trip Lyrics
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Tell em' go ahead and slide, he got balls if he try
Cause when I start sprayin', everybody gon' die
You can tell by the eyes that I like to get high
I been smoking since a youngin yeah we talking 09'
If I'm lookin' at a bitch then I'm sorry cause I'm blind
I don't look out for you people cause I barely can mine
Don't be hittin up my phone when you get into a bind
Cause your ass didn't do it when I had to pay a fine
The way I had to get it was to get out there and grind
I don't wanna go and party cause I do not have the time
Got some fake friends tryna keep me from the shine
And a mad baby mama who been takin' every dime
I don't wanna sign, yeah, the music all mine
Sell your soul and in a year, you gon' make headlines
I just wanna be there for my son bedtime
Now I'm tryna move smart to avoid fed time
I put that on the soul, that's the way it go
If a bitch wanna play, then I have to let it blow
Yeah, I got a hit, yeah, they say it's gettin' old
Based on my net worth, I don't think it is, though
Sick with the flow, strapped up, Rambo
Say he finna take my chain, I don't think he can though
I just wanna make it for my f*ckin' fans though
Last year, I was broke, trappin' at the bando
Now I'm up, way up, I done got the weight up
She a five on the body, so I had to face f*ck
Pull her hair, smack her ass to the ceiling face up
Leave him dead on the corner, hit his body, waist up
I'm a killer don't play, got the addy to his place
Got a problem, I'm gone pull up, you can say it to my face
Nowadays, everybody tryna kill and catch a case
Athletes tryna fit in getting bodied what a waste
Yeah, I've had enough, really gettin' fed up
Told her keep her ass still and to put her legs up
Remember, I was broke, had to pick my head up
Had a CO every morning, tell me, make the bed up
Had to get my bread up, so I sat and read up
Now I'm paid if I hop up on a mic and said stuff
Got a bond five charges I just call it dead luck
Mama worried about my ass, where the f*ck I end up
And Nah Ion Trip, I get up and dip
I'll hop on the road while your ass get killed
Sometimes I sit back and look at what I done built
I need bread in my life like a baby need milk
Yeah I love the bills, they give me a thrill
Know I stay strapped when I'm out there in the field
I can show lil shawty shit she never thought was real
Let him run up, then I'm shootin' out his motherf*ckin' grill
And Nah Ion Trip, I get up and dip
I'll hop on the road while your ass get killed
Sometimes I sit back and look at what I done built
I need bread in my life like a baby need milk
Yeah I love the bills, they give me a thrill
Know I stay strapped when I'm out there in the field
I can show lil shawty shit she never thought was real
Let him run up, then I'm shootin' out his motherf*ckin' grill
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English

Tell em' go ahead and slide, he got balls if he try
Cause when I start sprayin', everybody gon' die
You can tell by the eyes that I like to get high
I been smoking since a youngin yeah we talking 09'
If I'm lookin' at a bitch then I'm sorry cause I'm blind
I don't look out for you people cause I barely can mine
Don't be hittin up my phone when you get into a bind
Cause your ass didn't do it when I had to pay a fine
The way I had to get it was to get out there and grind
I don't wanna go and party cause I do not have the time
Got some fake friends tryna keep me from the shine
And a mad baby mama who been takin' every dime
I don't wanna sign, yeah, the music all mine
Sell your soul and in a year, you gon' make headlines
I just wanna be there for my son bedtime
Now I'm tryna move smart to avoid fed time
I put that on the soul, that's the way it go
If a bitch wanna play, then I have to let it blow
Yeah, I got a hit, yeah, they say it's gettin' old
Based on my net worth, I don't think it is, though
Sick with the flow, strapped up, Rambo
Say he finna take my chain, I don't think he can though
I just wanna make it for my f*ckin' fans though
Last year, I was broke, trappin' at the bando
Now I'm up, way up, I done got the weight up
She a five on the body, so I had to face f*ck
Pull her hair, smack her ass to the ceiling face up
Leave him dead on the corner, hit his body, waist up
I'm a killer don't play, got the addy to his place
Got a problem, I'm gone pull up, you can say it to my face
Nowadays, everybody tryna kill and catch a case
Athletes tryna fit in getting bodied what a waste
Yeah, I've had enough, really gettin' fed up
Told her keep her ass still and to put her legs up
Remember, I was broke, had to pick my head up
Had a CO every morning, tell me, make the bed up
Had to get my bread up, so I sat and read up
Now I'm paid if I hop up on a mic and said stuff
Got a bond five charges I just call it dead luck
Mama worried about my ass, where the f*ck I end up
And Nah Ion Trip, I get up and dip
I'll hop on the road while your ass get killed
Sometimes I sit back and look at what I done built
I need bread in my life like a baby need milk
Yeah I love the bills, they give me a thrill
Know I stay strapped when I'm out there in the field
I can show lil shawty shit she never thought was real
Let him run up, then I'm shootin' out his motherf*ckin' grill
And Nah Ion Trip, I get up and dip
I'll hop on the road while your ass get killed
Sometimes I sit back and look at what I done built
I need bread in my life like a baby need milk
Yeah I love the bills, they give me a thrill
Know I stay strapped when I'm out there in the field
I can show lil shawty shit she never thought was real
Let him run up, then I'm shootin' out his motherf*ckin' grill
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Writer: Skylar Kemper
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, NOREMAC MEDIA GROUP

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