This is a song about "Trippy shit"

Fucking trippy trip, the fuck is this?

Crazy talking and foolish

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

There's rules to this shit

No car key and i mean that

Trippy music for modern hippies like i'm in the kooks

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Thats stuck threw all the shit,

One night love: i'mma need that

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Nah, shit, my life is boring shit,

Now this is what i call an evening

Shit i could spit shit about anything,

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

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