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TrippyThaKid

TrippyThaKid is a musical artist whose style is primarily centered around the hip hop genre. They are known for their unique and distinctive sound, often incorporating elements of trap and lo-fi into their music. TrippyThaKid's lyrics often touch on personal experiences, reflecting a raw and introspective approach to songwriting. With a growing online presence, they have gained a dedicated fanbase and continue to release new music regularly. more »

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Ha ha ha
Close the window, you turd bag!
The cars, I hear the cars
Oh the breeze, I hear the breeze, I feel the breeze

I am the man on the move uh huh
Motherfuckers wanna tell me what to do uh huh
I don't listen to 'em I just bust a move uh huh
I be winnin when I'm spinnin with the crew uh huh

Too much weed in the blunt uh huh
Got crumbs on the rug in the front uh huh
I be whippin' when I'm sippin' on the bud uh huh
On the mission always gettin' what you want uh huh

I been on the mission I been getting what I need
Smoke a couple blunts and them I'm heading to the streets
I don't wanna be here, I don't wanna breathe
The world is a sick place I don't wanna see!

Everybody wanna be like Trippy, I know
They don't understand I want a blade to my throat
I just wanna drip from head to toe
The whole top diamonds and the bottom row's gold!

What does it take to get to the money
I'm tryna stack up and then run to the bank
Whippin' a tank, eating some gummies
I'm rappin' some mummies they smokin' some dank

Y'all so dead, so lame, this is insane
Runnin' for the money, I ain't playin' it's a damn game
Game what I crave, that's weed and the big checks
Pussy wanna talk, get stomped like an insect

Double-oh-seven that's Nightfire
Fight to death I might die
Electric I might fly
A kite in the sky
Get right when I slide
I been chillin' on the beach
It's high tide
Cry for my brothers
I'm hype now
Flyer than a mother
Don't hide under cover
Motherfuckers wanna throw the wrong sign

Meet you in the back same place same time
Better have dank that pack all loud
Tryin' to survive but the bank don't lie
I don't think you get it I'm tryin' to save minds

I step away for a month and a day
I don't have much to say, I don't have much to say
But I have lots to do so I head to the bank
Got my studio with me, it's time for the gig

Stop cuttin' up, start blowin' up, Trip
Got hella blunts, I'm smokin' up, Trip
Butt to the face, I'm loving my bitch
Frost on my hands I'm loving my wrist

I am the man on the move uh huh
Motherfuckers wanna tell me what to do uh huh
I don't listen to 'em I just bust a move uh huh
I be winnin' when I'm spinnin with the crew uh huh

Too much weed in the blunt uh huh
Got crumbs on the rug in the front uh huh
I be whippin' when I'm sippin' on the bud uh huh
On the mission always gettin' what you want uh huh

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