[Intro: D Lil]

Chillin' in the car we feeling zippy

Looking at the clouds and the sky they really trippy

Got on Gucci, Louis and you know we really drippy

Waiter at her job asked my why did you tip me

Aye, yuh

Zippy, zippy, zippy, zippy, zippy, zippy

[Chorus 1: D Lil]

Chillin' in the car we feeling zippy

Looking at the clouds and the sky they really trippy

Got on Gucci, Louis and you know we really drippy

Waiter at her job asked my why did you tip me

I looked at her crazy like my eyes was really dizzy

Walked and turned the corner saw them hitting on the stizzy

Make a wish, get the wand nigga like I'm Timmy

This shit rated r nigga gеt off Disney

[Verse 1]

Sealing up the green insidе the zippy

Smoking on gelato, smoking gas I'm feeling trippy

Actavis I'm feeling like a baby with my sippy

Now I'm up so you know everybody tryna ride with me

Ride for me, but baby you don't wanna die for me

Talking out your ass you looking like a liar homie

Cry for me

The make believe love that you tried forming

Babygirl I want you but it ain't the life for me

Aye

Sealing up the green inside the zippy

People walking in and out my life but I ain't tripping

Told them that they have to come and get me

I'll be making music with my peeps or by my lonely, aye, what

Sealing up the green inside the zippy

I've been fucking up but God's the only one that's with me

And I don't give a fuck 'bout what you're thinking

I'm just going to do my thing and make it all look cleaner then you

Aye, aye, bitch!

[Chorus 2: D Lil]

Chillin' in the car we feeling zippy

Looking at the clouds and the sky they really trippy

Got on Gucci, Louis and you know we really drippy

Waiter at her job asked my why did you tip me

I looked at her crazy like my eyes was really dizzy

Walked and turned the corner saw them hitting on the stizzy

Make a wish, get the wand nigga like I'm Timmy

This shit rated r nigga get off Disney

Chillin' in the car we feeling zippy

Looking at the clouds and the sky they really trippy

Got on Gucci, Louis and you know we really drippy

Waiter at her job asked my why did you tip me

I looked at her crazy like my eyes was really dizzy

Walked and turned the corner saw them hitting on the stizzy

Make a wish, get the wand nigga like I'm Timmy

This shit rated r nigga get off Disney

[Verse 2: Averythegoat]

We be riding through the mother freaking city

And you know that my crew is with me

Ask that boy if he hit my freaking stizzy

And you know low key I am skinny

I got them hands, aye yuh

Put your hoe in a trance, aye yuh

Counting them bands, aye yuh

Do it real fast, huh

Doing the dash, aye

Wait, what

Bubble butt

I'm tryna fuck

Aye, aye

[Chorus 3]

Chillin' in the car we feeling zippy

Looking at the clouds and the sky they really trippy

Got on Gucci, Louis and you know we really drippy

Waiter at her job asked my why did you tip me

Why didn't you tip me