Pollari - Trips! lyrics

[Verse] I think that they mad that I'm takin' on trips Gold on my lip, hoe on my hip f** then I dip, walk down the the strip Know I don't tip Gold on my lip, hoe on my hip f** then I dip, walk down the the strip Know I don't tip You n***as not flexin', you broke You talkin' you look like a hoe Lil llari go make you float Ksubi my jeans and my coat Richer than rich, I got plenty Hoes on my dick cause they miss me Nowadays I keep it smithy 5150, they can't miss me, can't miss me Might cop more flights than your dad f** your spouse b**h I'm so rad I'm winnin', you commin' in last Michel Jackson, b**h I'm bad Might cop more flights than your dad f** your spouse b**h I'm so rad I'm winnin', you commin' in last Michel Jackson, b**h I'm bad