REAL BAD TRIP_1

BACK TO WORK VOL. 2? [Intro] Dark sample [Verse 1] Feel like Philip J. Fry, geeking shit, yelling "Bingo!" Tired of these licking rich dolls, give me Tommy, hoe Black and white the filter, living with the tremor, don't dude up From extreme to extreme, tho, i was smoke locomotive, bitch Every fucking evening, nowadays we gonna talking only by the symbols She gotta post the dribbling, tweaking on the pill pole Cigarettes is out, what i'm gon eat? So give me fingers What you know about the day'n'night? Feel like dead or alive Functions i have i don‘t give a fuck cause they just smooth my die "Killa, killa, what you do?", i roll up on them 95 Like a Baker make some lyrics bout a devilish myst type [Acapella: Gangsta Pat] Killa, killa, what the fuck you gon' do? Imma cock my nine and _ a motherfucker Killa, killa, what the fuck you gon' do? [Verse 2] While you were with the girls, -with, I was get bad trip John Doe dick on her lip, sipping on some syrup shit Who’s the fucker on my phone? Call me Mr. Slim Do some things that you don't know, you don't even seen Do some things that you don't know-, do some things that you-, do some