Trippy Bounce Lyrics - Skippa Da Flippa

[Hook: Skippa Da Flippa] 

Thinmint cookie, roll an ounce 

Buy ten bottles, pop 'em now 

We'll get drunk as fuck if you're down 

Or I pour up in 100 ounce 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

Geeked up when I take a perky 

So I slam dunk like James Worthy 

Spray all ten bottles of champagne 

They love to call me mister perfect 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

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[Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa] 

Trippy bounce, you know Flippa gon' bust it down 

Car cost more than 100 thou 

Don't act like I ain't been around 

I'm a young OG, I get guala while I'm in any town 

White Lou's, blue cheese dressing 

Stack four and hold it, yes that's my profession 

Shift into M and I race to the exit 

Wells Flippa Fargo, got credit and debit 

She wan' get sexual, Flippa's impeccable 

They doubled my bag so I cleared off my schedule 

Baby booty juicy vegetable edible 

I count up big commas, I came from the decimals 

Trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy trippy 

Cocaine, cornbread, Jiffy Jiffy 

She pretty but I still gave her a quicky 

I'm geeked up, I don't know if she drunk or she tipsy 

If there's an issue you know I kill it 

Block on fire, block on hot like a skillet 

My young nigga lost and he's scared to appeal it 

Grill him with the gold then barbecue grill it 

Hennessy drinker but she'll do the D'usse 

If they make the new hundreds I don't fuck with Green Bay 

Wake me up in September like I'm Green Day 

Put the Beamer up, today's a ceiling day 

[Hook: Skippa Da Flippa] 

Thinmint cookie, roll an ounce 

Buy ten bottles, pop 'em now 

We'll get drunk as fuck if you're down 

Or I pour up in 100 ounce 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

Geeked up when I take a perky 

So I slam dunk like James Worthy 

Spray all ten bottles of champagne 

They love to call me mister perfect 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

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[Verse 2: Lil Yachty] 

I'm the richest young nigga you know 

When I run through all these bitches they stay on their toes 

Got my first check and split half with my bro 

Count up my rolls in front of the old niggas though 

Niggas need me more than I need them 

Told that lil bitch need the pussy like that shit was Vicodin 

We used to stay out all day 

We couldn't wait 'til them packages came in, boy hey 

I used to dream about diamonds, now a nigga shining 

Now a nigga got bitches blinded 

Spent 180 cash on whip, no rental 

Pink slip, pink slip, you feel me 

I can't stop 'til a young nigga kill me 

I can't stop 'til like, never 

This for my mama, my niggas keep armor 

My bitch mixed, I call her Arnold Palmer 

Can't wait 'til I palm her 

My niggas be growing that gas like a farmer 

I know that you smell it 

Brother locked up for the way that he selled it 

Everybody rich, you let 'em tell it 

In the booth right now with a six [?] 

These niggas be frontin', these niggas jabronies 

Don't call my phone, bitch nigga you not my homie 

These niggas bitches, all these niggas be cloning 

Lil Boat 

[Hook: Skippa Da Flippa] 

Thinmint cookie, roll an ounce 

Buy ten bottles, pop 'em now 

We'll get drunk as fuck if you're down 

Or I pour up in 100 ounce 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

Geeked up when I take a perky 

So I slam dunk like James Worthy 

Spray all ten bottles of champagne 

They love to call me mister perfect 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

[Verse 3: Juicy J] 

I been the man since way back in the day 

Write a whole book about how to get paid 

Some of these niggas just ain't got no business 

The grind just ain't in them, they can't get no cake 

I get that shit like it's fresh off the boat 

I got a chick that come fresh off the coast 

We get together and get to this cheddar 

I'd run out of air 'fore I run out of dough 

Pour up and let's pop a bean 

Roll up some green, I got a pint of blue dream 

Shawty I got what you need 

Don't be afraid, relax and take two of these 

My favor gon' cost a fee 

Fuck who is, homie ain't nothing for free 

I'm at every Laker game wearing 80 chains 

Nigga can't be looking for me 

I press a button, it's a go 

Shooters coming where you stay 

You must think I'm bluffin', choppas get to bustin' 

Ain't no time to get away 

Sipping dirty lemonade 

A super model for a maid 

You just party on the weekends 

I be turning up every day 

[Hook: Skippa Da Flippa] 

Thinmint cookie, roll an ounce 

Buy ten bottles, pop 'em now 

We'll get drunk as fuck if you're down 

Or I pour up in 100 ounce 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

Geeked up when I take a perky 

So I slam dunk like James Worthy 

Spray all ten bottles of champagne 

They love to call me mister perfect 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce 

Trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce, trippy trippy bounce