This is a song about "Phil trippy"

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Im out here trying to fill up banks like uncle phil

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Now i'm trippin up, trippy on the verge of giving up

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

This beat is kinda trippy / maybe its the weed - the pipe has hit me

Cuz i switch wifey every season like uncle phil

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Seeing trippy colours people giving us weird looks

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Good vibes blowing my mind i feel happy, colors dripping like rain man i feel trippy,

As trippy as a trip could get they dancing with they silhouettes

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs