Z8, D Lil, AverytheGoat - Zippy Lyrics

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
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
Sealing up the green inside 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!
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
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
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

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
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
Sealing up the green inside 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!
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
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
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