Trips

{VERSE 1}:

Chillin with my **** vince

We got bored

Then he snatched his mama key

We took the ford

Drivin with the windows down

A-U-X cord

Bumping loud music now

**** fuck 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 **** 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 pass it to L.E.D

The cup is almost empty

Then pass 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

Pass me the concentrate

Oouu..this feels alot more thicker

Like..ugghh...this feels alot more sweeter

I knew...I was high ma ****

When words...started to take forever

**BEAT SLOWS DOWN**

I FEEL HIGH AS... FUCKK

WHY THIS CHAIR FEEL SO SOFT BRUHH

SHIT 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 passed

Q's passed out

On the floor

L.E.D saying lot's of shit

Mouth fulla spit

Scanning thru the room tryna look for vince

If his mum knows we took the ford

She'll prolly kill 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}