This is a song about "Power trippin"

Although the route's foul, we need similac powder

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Get that 40 sipping, mad trippin, straight kicking

Goin skinny dippin', and you know we ain't trippin'

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

You left me down, broken, begging, trippin'.

A country in power

And that i spent the night with her

Fuck swag, nigga i got ambition

And from there on they be trippin'

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Roslanskeet trippin when i get down,