[Hook: x2]

We aboutta rip the game

TPT you know the name

Fuck the fame I'm money hungry

Talking shit get off my dick

Henny filling up my cup

Fuck what you saying bruh

This girly wanna fuck with me so I'm about to boo her up

[Verse 1: Bummy Drew]

Meditating 3rd eye shit

Vibrations got me levitated

Higher consciousness is where I'm going be heading uh

Behead the beast

Now you're the beast

You gotta watch yourself around these weaklings

I been up for some weeks so now tell me what the fuck is sleep uh

Sleep is the cousin of death

These hoes wanna fuck with ya if ya up next

That's some real shit

I'm with ill shit

Hoes be the type that make you pay the bill, shit

I ain't got no money in my wallet or my name

I'm the one to blame

Gotta get my grind on

This flow is Lysol

So clean but I'm mean

Every time that I hop on the beat

I goes in and I defeat

No matter who you is

I'll go passed you to get that cream take a taxi

Kill a muthafucka for the cheese

By the cheese I mean the green

Know what I mean?

Sipping on lean

Trippy nigga but I'm only 17

Hit the blunt now you know what I mean

All I gotta say is peace

[Hook]

We aboutta rip the game

TPT you know the name

Fuck the fame I'm money hungry

Talking shit get off my dick

Henny filling up my cup

Fuck what you saying bruh

This girly wanna fuck with me so I'm about to boo her up

[Verse 2: K.lin]

Falling off now I'm back again

Was worrying bout the classes that I'm failing cause I don't attend

Mx + b equal weed

We got the trees

Tien tri beam

Bet you won't try me

Got a triple eye team

Hanging with my dogs

When the sun goes down mortals turn into Gods

In the middle of the night

With a cup full of sprite

Pocket full of dynamites

Everything goes BLACK

And lemme slobber couple bars for a minute

Sip minute maid

Now it's time to behead em'

Chew em' up

Spit em' out

Send em' to the clinic

Gotcha nigga running like its the 99 Olympics

And when life gives you lemons

You get limes too

That's people like us

The Psychopathic Crew

Psychedelic Youth

We running for prez

Pressin' the issue you end up Dead

Dead

Dead

And you end up Dead

Dead

Dead

And you end up Dead

Dead

Dead

And you end up Dead

TPT shit nigga, and you end up Dead

[Verse 3: Haze]

I am redesigning the earth and it's masses

These rappers are actors

They dissing I'm flattered

I only spit flames when there's blood on my lips

And there's blood on your hips

Like the scrapes in the tints

And I do it for the whole team

Runnin' from the police

Kiling shit real clean

Bruda sipping codeine

Run round town looking for the dope fiend

Ride slow when it comes to the dena of the dale

Spit hell on the mic

And we come real tight

Take flight in the night

Fly high with the kites

First class to the Astros

Land on the moon

Spray goons on the rocks

Man we here to cause doom

Psychedelic Shrooms

Psychedelic Tribe Blooms

It's that time of the SZN

TPT kills but just give me a reason

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