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Tr1p$ (feat. BJRNCK)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Tr1p$ (feat. BJRNCK) was released on July 19, 2016 by Surreal Gang LLC as a part of the album Oldies but Goodies, Vol. 1
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Release DateJuly 19, 2016
LabelSurreal Gang LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hona Costello
Hona Costello
Vocals
BJRNCK
BJRNCK
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hona Costello
Hona Costello
Composer
Damar Core
Damar Core
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hona Costello
Hona Costello
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Late night Chi, riding round slow
The nights a young and there's plenty more to go
Don't worry if I'm high, I like eyes low
Yea I'm smoking loud and there's plenty more to roll (so)
Let me know was up, when we roll one up, yea I want the best you
When the stars aligned, I'll be there on time
Hope you're there when my dream come true
Different day, sames night, top down, living life
Riding round with my hat low, the trunk sound like a motorbike
Light one now I'm sky diving, gotta tug on my parachute
Hit the strip, buy pair a shoes, had jealous friends had to cut'em loose, Shit
Whats your main goals? And would you put your life on it
If heaven had a hell would you still go, or would twice on it
Money ain't the issue, most of the time we misuse
Buy shit that we don't need more of, but shit sometimes I still want it
Everything is not everything, without those you would like share it with
Like a dope hat and some dope shoes on date night you would pair it with shit
We just have more fun, outsiders think its embarrassing
But we don't care all, we're who are, staying arrogant
Late nights, riding round, downtown Los Angeles, is my battleground
We taking shots, and their take shots till we all end up drunk
Yea shes rolling up and I'm rolling one and now everybody turnt up
Its been a long year, so right for us to celebrate
Pop champagne, till we pass out, this good time should resonate
Top floor shit, impostors are only featherweight
Don't think sweet either, I'm known to flip and act like leather face
Party drink and party, every-night feels like homecoming
Everybody's here, talk down, we'll beat you like you stole something
Pour up some shots up, tell lyrik I think its time to roll something
Party drink and party, we'll party until the cops come in
Written by: Hona Costello
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