Road Trip

[Intro]

Yeah

You know this designer shit, ain't new to it, nigga

Street nigga, from the dirt though

[Chorus]

I’m a project nigga, this what we call drip (Drip, drip, drip)

Black tee, you can see my clip (You can see it)

I'm a dope boy, baby, this what we call whip (Whip, whip, whip)

Road trip, bag it up and zip (Skrrt)

But they tell me I ain't shit

Bitch, I’m up, I'm lit, way up, I'm lit, way up, I'm lit

Tried to tell me I ain't shit

Bitch, I'm up, but I'm lit, way up, I'm lit, way up, I’m lit, road trip

[Verse 1]

I just set the project dumpster on fire

Told my plug I’m gon' put it on the wire

Hope they let me in, my ID is expired

Brought them sticks out so somebody gettin’ retired

Brought a few bands out

Picture roof, I got 'bout fifty grand out

Thuggin' all out the mud too

This shit here ain't no hand-out

Snuck it up in this club too

These niggas know I ain’t playin' 'bout

None of this shit, I'm pullin' up like

What's that shit you sayin' 'bout

Buck, really let choppers buck

Really not understanding me until you got to duck

Really been out here playing with me, act like my knife don't cut (Say what?)

Niggas been tryna slander me, act like your wife don't fuck

What's up?

[Chorus]

I'm a project nigga, this what we call drip (Drip, drip, drip)

Black tee, you can see my clip (You can see it)

I'm a dope boy, baby, this what we call whip (Whip, whip, whip)

Road trip, bag it up and zip (Skrrt)

But they tell me I ain't shit

Bitch, I'm up, I'm lit, way up, I'm lit, way up, I'm lit

Tried to tell me I ain't shit

Bitch, I'm up, but I'm lit, way up, I'm lit, way up, I'm lit, road trip

[Verse 2]

I got the dice game going in the Breeze Way

The office open, hope the maintenance man don't see me

Project nigga, I just wanna be on TV

Four baby mamas, man, I swear this shit ain't easy

She lost her Section 8 and said that I'm the reason

Gang members on the porch so now she leavin'

We been trappin' out the door and niggas eatin'

Buy lil' mama a new house so now we even

Buy the kids all of the free cups and sponsor all the fish fries

You might think I'm nothing, I'm the shit in your bitch eyes

And my booster got my fit lit

And my shooters in this bitch with 'bout six sticks, buckshot

[Chorus]

I'm a project nigga, this what we call drip (Drip, drip, drip)

Black tee, you can see my clip (You can see it)

I'm a dope boy, baby, this what we call whip (Whip, whip, whip)

Road trip, bag it up and zip (Skrrt)

But they tell me I ain't shit

Bitch, I'm up, I'm lit, way up, I'm lit, way up, I'm lit

Tried to tell me I ain't shit

Bitch, I'm up, but I'm lit, way up, I'm lit, way up, I'm lit, road trip

[Verse 2]

Candlelight tonight for all the dead locs

Spade game in the kitchen while we sell coke

Whole change how I'm livin', I can't spell broke

I done came home from prison, you ain't never went to jail before

Really be trappin' after dark, watchin' unmarkeds

Shoot it out with the sarge, fuck a gun charge

Pullin' up on your mom, fuck your whole squad

Bitch, better get out the Dodge if you don't want no part

[Chorus]

I'm a project nigga, this what we call drip (Drip, drip, drip)

Black tee, you can see my clip (You can see it)

I'm a dope boy, baby, this what we call whip (Whip, whip, whip)

Road trip, bag it up and zip (Skrrt)

But they tell me I ain't shit

Bitch, I'm up, I'm lit, way up, I'm lit, way up, I'm lit

Tried to tell me I ain't shit

Bitch, I'm up, but I'm lit, way up, I'm lit, way up, I'm lit, road trip