Denzel Curry — Trippy Phonk

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[Verse 1: Nell]
Ratatatat, cause Mac came through classes
Spitting that savage
Cutting to that magic, drastic
I gotta make shit tragic
But I’m just coolin’ with my niggas, chillin’
Room full of bad bitches
Selling trees so we get lit
The weed to me like the sixth sense
Cause I bang on the tracks and get hella respect
Fuck with me cause they see [?]
But you niggas is losin’ it
[?]
Nigga don’t like he can get hit by a TEC
Fuck all you haters
I fuck with them raiders
We tasting the paper, alive and blessed
Flexing my chest while your bitch on my dick
But I left her behind because this shit look legit