[Intro: Juicy J]
We trippy, mane!
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Uh, blue skies, blue skies, I see you with my red eyes,
Bust your fuckin' grape, nigga, turn your shit to red wine.
Don't fuck up my high, nigga, I'm too gone, bye, nigga!
She get dick, weed and ignored, that's a DWI, nigga.
My skin crawlin', my walls talkin', the pictures in here lookin' at me,
The ground movin', I'm seein' shit, I'm blowin' like I'm stuck in traffic,
I'm smokin' on that strong, got me coughin' like I'm gettin' buried.
I've been fuckin' Mary Jane, I knew her when she was just Virgin Mary.
I'm stoned, Mick Jagger, I can run around Saturn,
Eyes rollin' back and keep blinkin' like hazards.
I said, 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 trippin' out, cottonmouth, I got high and fell asleep loaded,
I woke up and got high again, okay, I'm reloaded.
[Hook: Juicy J – x4]
Weed, pills and that drank,
That's my trippy kit,
That's my trippy kit,
That's my trippy kit.
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Shoutout to my weed man, shoutout to my lean man,
Pussy ass nigga wanna spark something, I'm a gasoline can,
I'm high, nigga, don't blow it, I trust it as far as I could throw it,
I don't know if I'm comin' or goin'; T, make my blunt a Samoan.
And I see lights flashin', life passin', 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 hurts,
My mind surf, my eye jerks, I try different drugs, I'm diverse,
Goodbye, Earth, farewell, high as heaven, eyes low as hell,
Keep scratchin', keep bitin' my nails, keep lightin' an L, I'm a kite in the air.
I like weed brownies and cookies, I'm straight but seein' crooked,
I got my trippy kit, I hope I trip and fall in some pussy.
Tunechi!
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Musty herb in a zip lock,
Twisted up top notch,
Weed that I smoke straight off a boat.
Six foot bong, tryna see what 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 the lean then I laugh
In your baby mama ear and I'm gonna smash.
They call me the trippy king, don't try me, nigga,
Juicy J with the Taylors, chinese eyes, nigga!
[Hook]