Lil Wayne – Trippy (feat. Juicy J) Lyrics

Trippy

Lil Wayne (feat. Juicy J)

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"Trippy." - Lil Wayne (feat. Juicy J)

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 09:47 pm

Album: I Am Not a Human Being II (Deluxe Version)

Track No: 10

Uh, blue skies, blue skies, I see you with my red eyes
Bust your fucking grape, ****, turn your shit to red wine
Don't fuck up my high, ****, I'm too gone, bye, ****
She get dick, weed and ignored, that's a DWI, ****
My skin crawling, my walls talking, the pictures in here looking at me
The ground moving, I'm seeing shit, I'm blowing like I'm stuck in traffic
I'm smoking on that strong, got me coughing like I'm getting buried
I been fucking Mary-Jane, I knew her when she was just Virgin Mary
I'm stoned, Mick Jagger, I can run around Saturn
Eyes rolling back and keep blinking like hazards
I say king me, king me with my mushroom crown on
I graduated to better drugs, my cap and gown on
Don't knock me off my high horse, what I do is my choice
I'm high as the scoreboard, bitch, look up at my points
I'm tripping out, cotton mouth, I got high and fell asleep loaded
I woke up and got high again, okay, I'm reloaded, uh
Weed, pills and that drink
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
Weed, pills and that drink
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
Weed, pills and that drink
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
Weed, pills and that drink
That's my trippy kit, kit
Uh, shout out to my weed man, shout out to my lean man
Pussy ass **** wanna spark something, I'm a gasoline can
I'm high, ****, don't blow it, I trust it far as I can throw it
I don't know if I'm coming or going, T, make my blunt a Samoan
And I see lights flashing, life passing, take a bitch home, fuck like rabbits
Styrofoam cups and wine glasses, shot glasses, hot flashes
My tongue numb, I can't talk, no balance, my spine hurt
My mind surf, my eye jerk, I try different drugs, I'm diverse
Goodbye earth, farewell, high as Heaven, eyes low as hell
Keep scratching, keep biting my nails, keep lighting the L, I'm a kite in the air
I like weed brownies and cookies, I'm straight but seeing crooked
I got my trippy kit, I hope I trip and fall in some pussy, Tunechi
Weed, pills and that drink
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
Weed, pills and that drink
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
Weed, pills and that drink
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
Weed, pills and that drink
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
Musty herb in a Ziploc, twisting up top notch
Weed that I smoke, straight off a boat
Six foot bong, tryna see one I toke
This that Cali kush, I motivate, not gloat
All I need is Mary, let the models do the coke
Tryna get some Becky in the backseat of the ghost
Hit the weed man, tell him that I need a bag
Wake up every morning and I take a drag
Take the blunt, dip it in that lean then I laugh
In your baby mama ear, and I'm gonna smash
They call me the trippy king, don't try me, ****
Juicy J with the tailors, Chinese eyes, ****
Weed, pills and that drink
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
Weed, pills and that drink
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
Weed, pills and that drink
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
Weed, pills and that drink
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit
That's my trippy kit, kit

Writer(s): D. Carter, Jordan Houston, M. Foster, Jermaine Preyan & B. Williams.

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