Euro Trippin' (feat. D. Davis X)
L Boogz
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What's going on? Nice song, but moving on My favorite rapper lean hella strong And his page poppin' like kettle corn Don't care if ain't write his own hooks Or self-snitch, throw his own books My family told me they was riding wit me Even when I stray and the devil try and get me If I stop grinding then I know the devil's winning So I can't stop fighting When I know we gon' get it A. J. Like Guyton on another level clicking So I'm knocking at that door Hoping someone there to hear it While writing through the pain Like I'm one of Jason lyrics Already had the fame now I'm lookin for the digits Got phone calls flocking Like I'm bread to a pigeon Car start knocking when i gave this beat a listen Then my car caught fire Johnny blaze through the city no I don't get tired Kevin gates do you feel me Fearless Jet Li when I go against you Hooping for dollars but I droppin cents too I proved I got the knowledge if talk assist duke Cuz I got my own style and I studied pistols Thinking bout the time I was always this dude Made my family proud momma need a tissue Cooked em like breakfast sugar on my grits too So if Im anybody then I'm picking this dude Get my fam straight and my sis a whip too Got my day ones if u still in this crew Kick it like Silva when he do jujitsu Got that musketeer knowledge Been poppin pencils So I stay classy if I'm in the rental Gotta push foreign whips where i live dude Catch me eurostepping problems just to get through I've been reaching for these dreams that I get to live through So I keep it all genuine, no faking Friendships, life long, hand shaking Cheese eggs, french toast, crisp bacon All flex, no offense, none taken Stay motivated where we started Out the mud wit it, back home Got the fam, it's all love wit it Euro Trippin' getting checks for what I love to do Worldwide they know my name That's what the love a do Imprinted in my genes hoe Aint no need to Guess no more When I popped out the testicle Was born to take reticles And aim em at a skeptic Been a rap depression I'm the motherfucking Lexapro Two pills on the counter Gotta fit me in ya schedule Should you decide not to I'mma still rap this medical And my calls are my calls I don't audible I barely autotune They want all the jewels I wanna drop a few Who am I judge I make a couple mil I might cop a few Not knockin you But I'm hoping While you coping with emotions Feeling open Frozen choking hella breathless Pieces don't leave you broken Stressed and convalescent Reckless patience tested Invest in treasures Respected and protected By those connected to a message L Boogz? What's going on? Nice song But moving on My favorite rapper lean hella strong And his page popping like kettle corn Dont care if he aint write his own hook Or self snitch throw his own book Can't read me, a different story No flow like this since the nigga N.O.R.E Curls on my head like name Corey Thought that there was no world for me Came up through the seven one eight Nine one four were the later dates No area code for where I ate Talking euro steaks, entrecote Carbonara with a dash a salt Making bands without a band Just to wear jerseys with hella brands Seen big titties wit a bitta sand I speak shit know hella sayings When weed hit I'm elevated My suite mind is presidential Need translators for these credentials Far away from the Honda Wevpushed to the party To scoop up barbies Yes we ken Got it backwards man Car was trash We aint have cash But a mac I am And I'm back cot damn Like you seen my mug On a milk carton Please pardon That metaphor Baby girl's okay And I pray I dont kill a pussy in her name But I killed a pussy to get her made Im just so Out of my mind I cannot control these rhymes I'm obliged to go Mojave sans a fan Scott Summers without ray bans Revolving flows my bread and butter And this shit right here my jam At this point I'm the thumb and middle finger meeting up My life is a movie Let you know when you scene enough Sure hit my phone But dont forget the fucking country code Smell like coco oil but I still keep it funky hoe Whats your fetish? Mine is cheddar Mine is lettuce hold the beef Keep bread together Yo skee See the family told me they was riding with me Even when we stray and the devil try and get me If we stop grinding then I know the devil's winning So we can't stop fighting when I know we gon' get it See the family told me they was riding with me Even when we stray and the devil try and get me If we stop grinding then I know the devil's winning So we can't stop fighting when I know we gon' get it We gon' get it nigga
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Written by: Dee Davis, Laurence Ekperigin
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