Quez lyrics

[Intro]
Alright dirt, let's go
(I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up
I'm too f*cked up
I'm too f*cked up
I'm too f*cked up

[Chorus]
I need a trippy b*tch, I ain't with that cute sh*t
I need a trippy b*tch, I ain't with that cute sh*t
I need a trippy b*tch, I ain't with that cute sh*t
I need a trippy b*tch, I ain't with that cute sh*t
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)

[Verse 1: Trinidad James]
My n*gga what you need? (Drugs)
My n*gga what you smoke? (Loud)
My n*gga what you drank? (Shots)
My n*gga pour a fo' (Lean)
Nosebleed, nosebleed
My n*gga, what you snort?
I took a hundred shrooms
I need a hundred more (Ahh!)
I need a trippy b*tch
She f*ck on Hennessy (pus*y pop!)
She got that Miley Cyrus
White girl shaking
Now watch her shake (Bust)
Now watch her shake (Bust)
Now watch her shake
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I need a trippy b*tch, I ain't with that cute sh*t
I need a trippy b*tch, I ain't with that cute sh*t
I need a trippy b*tch, I ain't with that cute sh*t
I need a trippy b*tch, I ain't with that cute sh*t
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)

[Verse 2: Fabo]
I'm still seeing spaceships on Bankhead
I'm too f*cked up!
I need a trippy b*tch, ratchet b*tch
The one that like the drugs
She addicted to the club
Ain't with the cute sh*t
I'm looking for a hundred piece
That's got the real freak in her blood
I'm two f*cked up, already doubled up
Bands'll get her naked like a birthday
Bougie, cute, gold digger
Hold up, you got the wrong n*gga in the first place
I like to see her spread her legs in the two seater
Wet and hot, runnin' like a meter
Tellin' me, all she want me to do is beat it
Got her leakin' by the liter
So I eat her cause it's sweeter
I need a real trippy b*tch when I'm f*cked up
Ain't with that cute sh*t in my spaceship
Gas blowin' on your way out
Tell your homegirl to come in
Cause yo ass can't stay here
[Interlude: Trinidad James]
Ohh sh*t, That was Fabo
(Yo ass can't stay here)
Smoke Break! Church!
Danny Brown!

[Verse 3: Danny Brown]
Hell yeah I play with my nose
Got powder stains on designer clothes
I be rollin' off of them crystals
Got a n*gga brain feelin' like a launch missile
God damn right
Off that thizzle, b*tch I'm ballin, blow my whistle
Smokin' on a Bobby Johnson
Got felatio at my concert
Knockin on them hoes tonsils
Knockin on them hoes tonsils
Got my c*ck all up in her noggin
When I be shoppin'
And she callin' callin' me daddy
Got road head up in that caddy
And she the driver
And I can't explain nothin'
But I know one thing it was fatal
I be higher than a motherf*cker
f*cked up, turn down for what?
I wanna f*ck, she wanna f*ck
So we hit the BP to grab a rubber
Copped a Fiji and a box of magnums
Hit that b*tch with that arm and hammer
Dope di*k, stay focused
Need a trippy b*tch to sniff a line of it
I got a 20 oz, couple lines in it
Half a bar, but sure I'm finished
Heart beat sound like I'm playin' tennis
Drinkin' Dr. Pepper, looking just like dentists
Looking for a trippy b*tch
That cute sh*t I ain't with that
Ratchet b*tches getting turnt up
Off a couple pills and a six pack
[Chorus]
I need a trippy b*tch, I ain't with that cute sh*t
I need a trippy b*tch, I ain't with that cute sh*t
I need a trippy b*tch, I ain't with that cute sh*t
I need a trippy b*tch, I ain't with that cute sh*t
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)
I'm too f*cked up (I'm too f*cked up)

[Verse 4: Playa Fly]
Yeah, I'm too f*cked up
I'm through, f*cked up
My crew f*cked up, sh*t
My boo f*cked up, n*gga
They roughed me up too much
That made me tough
So now I'm too turnt up on O-Zs of OG burnt up
I be in chronic city
Player fly to funky town
Codeine and prometh and tussin'
Next there to wash 'em down
Pop me a roxy, percocet
Or a Lortab
I'm on that molly, plus that Madonna
I'm going mad
...til the diz-ay I diz-ie
Set that sh*t back I'm crownin'
They still live by the now, fly
Need my b*tches fire
I need my b*tches hiz-igh
So high we gettin' sky
Til they can't take no more now they fly
They soakin' wet, never try
And overflow of supply
The truth they cannot deny
And givin' only a try
No ho, no owe me no lie
Keep dummy promises from me
The influence I'm under
But I'm on top of this money
Say, what's funny honey
Don't see no laughing stock
Not your Winnie The Pooh
But do want into your honey pot
Turn down her giggle box
Turnt up her kiss my spot
Gyrating and motivating on chemicals
Recreating Woodstock
I wish I would stop
Like they say 'turn down for what?'
Before they turnt up, or get crunk
I come to get n*ggas buck
And now they stuck with me
And trill and buck with me
I need a trippy b*tch to come get f*cked up with me

[Outro]
Hold up, man
Y'all just heard that sh*t?
Man, y'all playin'
Anyways man, where my homegirls?
I don't have groupies
I have homegirls
All my homegirls bob your head with me one time
Yeah