Letra Trip Yung Lean

Trip

Stardust-du-du-dust

She in the shower getting dressed, she smell like peppermint
Covered in benjamins, stars made of cinnamon
I feel like 50 Cent I’m hated, yes, by many men
She look me dead up in my eyes, baby do you love
Him, or me (Or me)
Not one (No one)
I love all three (I love all three)
Cheat on me (Cheat on me)
I cheat on you (Cheat on you)
You fuck me over, fuck you too

Take a trip, take a trip, babe let's make a hit
Take a– take a trip, take a trip, babe let's make a hit
Take a– take a trip, take a trip, babe let's make a hit
Take a trip, take a trip, babe let's make a hit

We ain't– we ain't– we ain't gotta fuck all day, let's go outside
Let's get some food and coffee and just go ahead, talk with our mouths
Loudmouth, mouth wired outside, let me change your life
Southside, motorcycles in the summer, leather jacket

She in the shower getting dressed, she smell like peppermints
Covered in benjamins, stars made by cinnamon
Him, or me
Not one, I love all three
Cheat on me, I cheat on you
You fuck me over, fuck you too

Take a trip, take a trip, babe let's make a hit
Take a– take a trip, take a trip, babe let's make a hit
Take a– take a trip, take a trip, babe let's make a hit
Take a trip, take a trip, babe let's make a hit

We in Stockholm, close amphetamines with sketelines (With sketelines)
Big girl set ' em in (Set 'em in), talk your shit like Letterman (Talk your shit)
She smell like peppermint (Aye), we going hard like Eversince (Yes-yes, yes)
Uh like ever since, we be going hard like Eversince (Eversince)
Only got brothers, I ain't got no friends
Room be spinning like the ceiling fan
Spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin'
Yeah, we go hard like veterans
Licorice lips, licorice lips, let me have a kiss
Lick your lips, baby, lick your lips, let me have a fling

She in the shower getting dressed, she smell like peppermints
Covered in benjamins, so sweet like cinnamon
I feel like 50 Cent I’m hated, yes, by many men
She look me dead up in my eyes, baby do you love
She in the shower getting dressed, she smell like peppermints
Covered in benjamins, so sweet like cinnamon
I feel like 50 Cent I’m hated, yes, by many men
She look me dead up in my eyes, baby do you love

Take a trip, take a trip, babe let's make a hit
Take a– take a trip, take a trip, babe let's make a hit
Take a– take a trip, take a trip, babe let's make a hit
Take a trip, take a trip, babe let's make a hit

It's still her, I'm free
I can't choose (Aye)
I can't choose, make your move
Leandoer, leandoer, ai
2021 (Aye)
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