Lyrics:

Yessir,
D & DMG
We Trippin’ man (Yeah ooh ooh)

(Juicy J)
DIV is where you find me at,
Higher than the seats on my private jet,
Four door Lambo I’m buying that,
I’m mad cuz them bitches ain’t designed it yet,
I’m smoking on loud tell them bitches be quiet,
If a nigga keep hating, he gonna make me start a riot,
Could’ve bought a house but I spent it on a ride,
And if I get any higher I’m a really start flying,
Tell me what you know about that Taylor Gang shit,
We be poppin’ champagne just to pour it on our bitches,
Leave the club with a girl I ain’t never gonna forget,
She slob on my knob but she don’t spit,
Get trippy as I roll out with my niggas out in Dallas,
Look at Juicy J, he ballin’ like the Mavericks,
Me and all my niggas, and a bunch of automatics,
If a nigga roll up on me, I’m a let a nigga have it

Come on and stir it up, I would say little darling,
Let’s stir it up, come on baby (we trippin’ man)
Come on and stir it up, yeah little darling
Stir it up, woah
Jet Life, Jet Life

(Curren$y)
Turbo charged bars, slide cars on tracks falling off gang stars,
In these rap wars, ain’t nothing band aids won’t cover,
Touring with seven deep coverage, live bands two buses,
My own cash no budget, no major label fundings Jets baby,
We went from crawling to walking to running you can’t say nothing,
You undergag order, hoppin’ out of Audis hurting y’all with kicks,
I’m the Transporter, think about it never mind, you ain’t gotta,
I’m already on some whole other, word to your motherfucking self,
Nobody else gonna do it for you, nobody else every night,
Then someone will offer you help but they ain’t doing nothin’,
Til they really see you trying to do something, I ain’t bluffing,
Kush puffing, on you jive turkeys, stuffing stocking with these gifts…

Come on and stir it up, I would say little darling,
Let’s stir it up, come on baby,
Come on and stir it up, uh yeah little darling
Stir it up, woah
Taylor, uh

Top floor, 454 fully restored, nice wheels red bottoms galore,
Being honest they don’t make ‘em like you anymore,
We the hottest in my, keep me the calmest,
We’ll be dancing with the stars and throwing peace signs at the comets,
We’ll be posing for the cameras when they bring us on the carpet,
Eating breakfast in the morning while we reading all the comments, like
Ooh girl, oh man y’all see her,
Got me like I’m a spend my whole life with you,
And make the perfect wife out you, and now them other…

Come on and stir it up, I would say little darling,
Let’s stir it up, come on baby,
Come on and stir it up, yeah little darling
Stir it up, woah, ohh ohh
We Trippy Man

Album: Blacc Hollywood Mixtape


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