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letra de take a trip - green goblins

chorus
let’s take a trip
let’s take a trip
just copped a zip, roll up a spliff
pack the bong, let’s take some rips
let’s take a trip
let’s take a trip
just copped a zip, roll up again
hot box the whip, no oxygen
x2

verse (axle p)
puffing on the best of trees
stuffin’ that shiz with that og
please leave a message after the beep
busy ingestin that grade a green
that master piece that make em say uhhhh
master p, i’m trippin like i had two left feet
this k!ller dank gettin the best of me
we puff puff p-ss till i rest in peace
only keep green goblins next to me
with that mary jane no peter parker in the recipe!
always smokin’ heavily, stay baked until next week
h-lla weed be the remedy oh yes indeed
i get so high always above the snakes and snoopers
i said i get so f-cking high call me juicy j junior
axle p be the beat bodying and bruiser
n-ggas skeet on your b-tches body and lose her
always making moves, a maneuver
haters talkin’ sh-t they just some losers
but if it didn’t come out my mouth, don’t buy into all the rumors
if we ain’t talkin’ money, i don’t share you sense of humor
i’m a money pursuer, i dodge those feds and state troopers
lookin’ out for entrepreneurs
won’t catch me i’m high in jupiter
travelin’ the whole universe, so d-mn ripped off this nuclear
axle p put in stupid work
now leave me to my og purp, n-gga

chorus x2

verse (nick a)
takin’ a trip, i’m so d-mn lit
i’m smokin’ on some grade a, what it’s called is irrelevant
what i spit is excellence, the life i live is reckless
i’m in the whip with the windows up and i can’t finish no sentence
f-ckin’ high, i’m in the sky
f-ck smokin’ outside let’s take a drive
cuz it’s hot box season
me and my n-ggas, finna smoke till we can’t see sh-t
me and my n-ggas been smokin’ dro, that potent smoke, that make you float
keep covered most, that tokey toke
got you laughin’ and i ain’t even tell a joke!
please stop laughin’ get to packing’
swerve the whip till we lose traction (skerrrrt)
just copped a half i’m talkin’ fractions
i smoke to much my lungs are hackin
dutch guts, some papers, a blunt wrap, and my bong packed
i roll up enormous j’s and smoke them down to thumb tacks
smoke till i get backtracks, i got h-lla wax in my backpack
i heat the nail and drop the dome and ask where the h-ll is my dab at
you hit small, i dab fat
intakes from the gas mask
puff one two then p-ss that (here you go)

chorus

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