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tripstar - culinary arts lyrics

[intro]
(dee the shooter shot a movie)
woah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, trapzone, yeah
yeah, tripstar
woah, woah

[verse 1]
straight drop
got my hood hot, i’m playin’ hopscotch
ten people walkin’ up, i’m takin’ care my customer
took a loss, i hit that sh+t again
told cone to bear with me, i ain’t gon’ do that sh+t again, yeah
bought a thirty+six and then i bought a thirty+six
got a script for an eight and bought a sprite remixed
backpack full of this and that, i keep me two straps
they like, “trip, you hard as h+ll,” i do this sh+t for all the trappers, yeah

[chorus]
culinary arts school, i’m always in the kitchen
i was f+ckin’ with them beaters, cookin’ dope in my wifebeater
skrrt, scr+pe the bowl, i need the extras
got a plug, this sh+t a blessing
it’s a drought, you know i’m taxing
out of sight and out of mind, you know you n+ggas droppin’ dimes, yeah
[verse 2]
used to trap them dimes, yeah
’til i made a dime, yeah
started sellin’ pounds, woah
started totin’ rounds, yeah
my first strap, it was a nine
b+tch, my n+gga want a nine+piece
my shooter right behind me, woah
yeah, spent a dub on my wrist off trappin’ packs, woah
lost one, my lil’ n+gga, told him we gon’ get it back
make a profit, then i go and get another sack, yeah
i’m so quick to start over, yeah

[chorus]
culinary arts school, i’m always in the kitchen
i was f+ckin’ with them beaters, cookin’ dope in my wifebeater
skrrt, scr+pe the bowl, i need the extras (trapzone)
got a plug, this sh+t a blessing
it’s a drought, you know i’m taxing (trapzone)
out of sight and out of mind, you know you n+ggas droppin’ dimes

[outro]
trapzone
trapzone
trapzone
trapzone
woah, yeah

- tripstar lyrics

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