Video Trip Lord de Abiee 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Abiee - Trip Lord Lyrics

( Intro )
Tripper gang
Son of real god
Gotta stash, who want's smoke some blunt"
Blunt master in this bitch ( smashae )



[Chorus]
Hit the bash wit the gas party at my crib
Burnin on my chest I'm blowin blunt
That's d Chronic shit, vvs on my bitch
Tick tock rolly on my wrist
Spit the bar riding double R
Hit the bong you ain't gone
Pull up everythang tripper gang trippin on these bitch
Why these bitches so bad, duffel bag
Money in the air ( stoner )
Gucci on my drip, ice on my neck
Shawty on my lap
Homie dancin on my beat bitches jumpin on my heat
Trippin on' I'm cool jumpin on my pool
Money talk bad bitch walk
Molly prolly high you ain't dry
Pussy dealer demon smashin everythang
If you hate kiss my fuckin ass
Hennessy toast up with the gang
Gang gang gang
Ya'll trippin with trip lord
She smokin with trip lord
I'm fuckin trip lord ( trip lord )


( verse 1 )
Purple lean my herb green
Diamond ring her ruby pink
She touch me I don't mind
I fuck her she all mine
Smoke strong than coal mine
Thug life gon worldwide
Pumpin up like popeye
Party hard we tripper gang
Ball hard we get everythang
Two phones my roof on
Fuck you, you stay coop
I stay groove I fuck dope
You fuck shit you suck shit
We fuckin high we livin life
Bottoms up we never dry
( verse 2 )
Trip lord trip lord yeah
Trip lord trip lord
Trip lord trip lord yeah
Trip lord trip lord

Trip lord I'm trip hard
Roll dice I gotta ice
Hit this shit we never choke
Double cup we always high
Plug walk my blunt talk
Two guns my goons on
Life is bitch she turn me on
Trip lord she fuck lord
Poppin racks I gotta love
Fuck your life you gotta hoes
Bad choice ya'll fall
Fuck the hype we all hype
Good vibes we all rise ( we fuckin alright )

Trip lord I'm mf trip lord
[Chorus]
Hit the bong you ain't gone
Pull up everythang tripper gang trippin on these bitch
Why these bitches so bad, duffel bag
Money in the air
Gucci on my drip
Ice on my neck
Shawty on my lap
Homie dancin on my beat bitches jumpin on my heat
Trippin on' I'm cool jumpin on my pool
Money talk bad bitch walk
Molly prolly high you ain't dry
Pussy dealer demon smashin everythang
If you hate kiss my fuckin ass
Hennessy toast up with the gang
Gang gang gang tripper gang


( outro )
Ya'll dreamin we fuckin made it
Tripper gang
Son of real god