lil skies - out the whip lyrics
lyrics from snippet
[intro]
aye
b-tch i’m always high
i might just touch the sky
and she f-cked up the vibes
menoh
and she f-cked up the vibes (yeah, yeah, oh)
we trappin’ out the whip
aye
[verse]
trappin’ out the whip, i came up from the sticks
the feds they need to face and my b-tch look like a l!ck (a l!ck)
so smokin’ out the zip (the zip)
i text, i need my sh-ts (my sh-ts)
and i don’t f-ck with them ’cause i’m just too legit
broski, he gon’ stay equipped
keep that thing right on his hip
n-gga trying and gettin’ ripped
do the dash and swerve the whip
i can never save a thottie, get my nut and leave the b-tch
she tried to stalk me in the back, couldn’t believe this sh-t
she say i’m c-cky, kick her out ’cause i can’t see this sh-t
like f-ck opinions, hit the wood, i don’t believe in splif (yeah)
remember when i used to dream about this life i live? (i live)
now i’m the man they showin’ hands, i got no f-cks to give
trapped inside my mind and went through something i’ll never speak
now these kids look up to me, i can’t show signs of being weak
even when i drove the benz, i knew i was the mvp (yeah)
now these n-ggas love to envy me
she told me she dtf and we didn’t even meet
she followed on my ig, going off with what she sees
girl i’m on some other sh-t
spend the money overseas
backwood full of blue dreams
i just like the finer things
live life like a king ’cause i can’t be a b-tch
and i will never switch
and he the type to snitch
he shoot but that’s a brick
he shoot but that’s a brick
and we get all them hunnids
i know they hate this sh-t
she off a xanny bar
she wanna hang with stars
and i got superpowers, i ain’t no avatar
thought i’d get in the car and then go vroom vroom
i like her att-tude, now she like, “ooh, ooh”
i pull her in that mood, i gotta stick the mood
and yeah, that’s the crew, that’s what the bullets do
’cause he gon’ do you wrong
so girl go take that bong
she wanna see my lungs, no, i don’t smoke no bongs
he smokin’ on the reggy
i’m smokin’ on that hempty
i’m smokin’ on the salad
i’m setting up a palace
my b-tch look too bodied
my b-tch look so bodied
my b-tch is too exotic
yeah that’s my b-tch, what’s poppin?
this ain’t no mary poppins
i like the way she drop it
the clock tick in and tock it
you really gotta watch it (ooh, aye)
you really gotta watch it
these p-ssy n-ggas plotting
and i see where they droppin’
yeah, i got the options
that’s why we in the tropics
so we gon’ p-ss your b-tch
we do it like we boppin’
and we will never stop
green light like we never stop it
and it’s the f-ckin’ cops
you know the n-ggas watchin’
and i’m still with my girl
that mood that can never change
and we stay away from these lames
tryna see brighter days
i stick in my ways and i’m still with my bae
and we stuck in la
we smokin’ mary jane
next up, i’m getting paid
n-ggas hatin’ everyday
and we don’t give no f-cks
’cause this is how we hate (aye, aye, aye)
and we don’t give no f-cks
’cause this is how we hate
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