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letra de trips - jeri.miah

{verse 1}:
chillin with my n-gga vince
we got bored
then he sn-tched his mama key
we took the ford
drivin with the windows down
a-u-x cord
bumping loud music now
n-gga f-ck y’all
made it to q’s house
got out the car
chillin on the couch
while we playin fi-fa
then l.e.d
came in,with the bag
and q dropped his pad
and followed him to the back-and
unzipped it
syrup bottles were in it
normally
tell me q got a phd
in thc
i’d agree
but not in this instance
that n-gga q, been on a new substance
bottles of syrup,like he’s got the fluenza
puts it in a cup, then he adds a little fanta
he takes a sip
then p-ss it to l.e.d
the cup is almost empty
then p-ss it back to me…like;

{chorus}:
(part a of chorus)
oh… boy
stop acting like a chick
mix it till it’s purple
settle down and have a drink now
(part b of chorus)
oh…boy
stop actin like a chick
take another sip
let’s go off on a trip now
{repeat part a}
{repeat part b}

{verse 2}:
as i held the cup
i remembered
days when i was younger
used to smoke empty papers
and inhale smokey vapours
i guess it’s
graduation day
gave the cup a little shake
(drinking sounds) i like the taste
p-ss me the concentrate
oouu..this feels alot more thicker
like..ugghh…this feels alot more sweeter
i knew…i was high ma n-gga
when words…started to take forever
–beat slows down–
i feel high as… f-ckk
why this chair feel so soft bruhh
sh-t feels amazzzing…(chuckles)

{ repeat chorus}:

{verse 3}:
i get high
then i drop
get hit by
all my thoughts
who am i
what’s my purpose
life’s questions start to surface
as my mind moves in circles
as i wake up
lot’s of hours p-ssed
q’s p-ssed out
on the floor
l.e.d saying lot’s of sh-t
mouth fulla spit
scanning thru the room tryna look for vince
if his mum knows we took the ford
she’ll prolly k!ll us
it’s past 4
she prolly headed home with the hillux
woke vince up
he still high tho
saying that he thirsty
so we sip some hy-dro
get in the car
then he start to drive slow
fall asleep on the wheel
then we hit the light pole
wonder what his mums gonna say now
she dont like me
i’m the one she gonna blame now
funny how this ting all started off as one round of
one rounda…one rounda

{additional vocals by dion_martins}

- jeri miah

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