Sheck Wes - Chippi Chippi lyrics

Yeah, ha, Mudboy Fa fa fa fa Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa b**h, huh Chippi Chippi, I ain’t get high in a minute I can’t f** with shorty, she got too many feelings Get high like Alibaba, Chippi Chippi Big blunts of dope, smokin’ out in Mississippi Big blunts of f**in’ dope, smokin’ out in Memphis I’m a carnivore, girl I eat you, then you finished All these n***as slow, Sheck Wes get busy Call David and Bizzy and complain about the chicken You travel for vacay, I travel for business (b**h) I got my lil bay-bay, but I got plenty women (b**h) I ain’t a born sinner Hell to paradise like my n***a Franck Sinner Never used to eat, I was eatin’ sleep for dinner If I wanna eat, I was gettin’ lust for dinner (I was gettin’ lusty lustgang lustboys, b**h) n***as ain’t f**in’ with me n***as ain’t f**in’ with me Get high like Alibaba, Chippi Chippi Wigglehot, Aliba, do the Chippi Chippi Big blunts of f**in’ dope, out in Mississippi I was smokin’ big blunts out in Mississippi I was smokin’ big blunts, you know it stay with me Uh, damn, I ain’t got the grippy G2 with me, know that G2 keep the grippy This n***a said how young Sheck Wes gon' rip me I thought we was cool, man, f** you and your family Uh, damn, shoot a n***a in his kidney, woah Got a bad b**h, uh, she’s a f**in’ 10 Ooh, yeah, she’s a f**in’ 10 Young Sheck Wes got racks, man, I got f**in’ plenty Wigglehot, Aliba, Chippi Chippi Big blunts of f**in’ gas, out in Mississippi I was smokin’ big gas out in Mississippi Extend that beat, do it for me Yeah, b**h, b**h, yeah b**h, Chippi Chippi Yeah, you ain’t f**in’ with me Uh, yeah, yeah, Chippi Chippi Uh, yeah, Chippi Chippi Wigglehot, Aliba, do the Chippi Chippi Big blunts of f**in’ dope, got me trippin’, trippin’ Talk hot, send shots, everybody dippin’ Heart cold, Dippin’ Dots, they get frizzy, frizzy I was up in Nike, put that on Kenji Played at Crack is Wack, rest in peace to Whitney Houston All my sh** slap like f**in’ Whitney Houston Sheck mean teacher, all these b**h a** n***as students I get high like Aliba, then I Chippi Chippi These f** n***as ain’t really f**in’ with me Uh, at all, keep the grippy grippy n***a f**in’ try me, he gon’ get clippy clippy Get high like Alibaba, Chippi Chippi Smokin’ big blunts, in Paris, in London Japan, Hong Kong, Senegal, New York Texas, everywhere, trippy trippy, uh We go high, Aliba, do the Chippi Chippi Big blunts of f**in’ gas, out in Mississippi n***as ain’t talk in’ [?], Chippi Chippi Chippi Chippi Chippi Chippi b**h