This is a song about "Trippy shit"

After that moscato hit

You treated me like shit

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Keepin it 420 while staying trippy with our minds caught up in these good vibes,

Now you got me hopped up on that

Nah, shit, my life is boring shit,

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

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

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Ten bitches on me, so trippy like im seein twins

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

Seeing trippy colours people giving us weird looks

You hunnybun on some sweet shit,

How bout we blow this bit