Too Trill

You have one new voice message New message Yeah, bitch, that's what I'm saying Just try it for a project, I'm telling you, bro Bitch, you doing that shit for a lifestyle So it's like, don't hold on to the mother fucking song like they gold We're gonna put this shit, put this bitch together, drive this bitch, shoot some visuals This, that, and the third Then it's the next project Bro, you feel me You gotta start putting that nigga made me believe that, bro I mean, that nigga, that nigga I talked to, he made me believe that, and I started really Thinking about, like, yo, most of the niggas that pop, they just stayed in our face, bro They stayed in our face, bro Just put it in they face Telling you, you're gonna have the summer The summer with the dirty soda Skola, that shit you're driving, like, I can't get you Trailed, this shit, just let me hear all that gold on the same wave Drop a project on that wave, then come right back with your regular shit, then come back With me something else, you feel me Start coming bitch I'm just too trill for a lot of this shit These niggas be hating, so I stay with the blick Trying to get in the way of this shit or slow up my money, I gotta send the blitz I'm just confused, like really what's wrong If he a hater, we won't get along If it's some profit, I'm gonna get it gone, and catch up with Skola if you want a bomb I know I'm good on my block, but I still clutch all when I'm out this shit get gangster You don't mean none in that hood, ain't nothing gonna slide if you drop, boy, you're a wangster I put in work since I was a kid, bet I won't speak on the shit I done did She want sex, I want some head, soon as I got it, it put me to bed Uh, then it's time to go She fat as a bitch and she nasty She ain't out just any time of the night She go straight home from work, she classy I just helped with the bills and bought her some wheels, and now she keep calling me daddy I might put her on the opp, like, go give him top, as soon as you done send the addy High floors, the young niggas get to the money I'm a trapper, I fall like dumb shit You can think it's a game, and get in my way, you gon' die, I don't care who you run with He done married the chick, she in love with this dick He don't know I'm the one having fun with her If you're in love with a bird, there's nobody fault but yours You can't be a dumb nigga Uh, I'm good on cash, you ain't never been through nothing You lame, I don't wanna work with you I got my feet on the gas Left foot round they neck, I ain't letting up, nigga I don't gotta get no pass Come and go, not one, niggas know I'm official Bet watch how you move, I ain't gon' lie I'm just too trill for a lot of this shit These niggas be hating, so I stay with the blick Trying to get in the way of this shit or slow up my money, I gotta send the blitz I'm just confused, like really what's wrong If he a hater, we won't get along If it's some profit, I'm gonna get it gone, and catch up with Skola if you want a bomb I know I'm good on my block, but I still clutch all when I'm out this shit get gangster You don't mean none in that hood, ain't nothing gonna slide if you drop, boy, you're a wangster I put in work since I was a kid, bet I won't speak on the shit I done did She want sex, I want some head, soon as I got it, it put me to bed Uh, then it's time to go