Trilla Macaveli

Yeah T-r-i-l-l-a Ayy yeah Bitch I'm a rapper come and book me Ay I need some milk cause I keep rollin up this cookie The way you niggas built I can tell your daddy pussy All eyes on me like Tupac, they watchin' me like movies Ay come here bae let's cuddle Ay come rub on my booty You niggas ain't got no hustle I wake up I get to it I pulled up in that hellcat smokin' hail mary Your whole team the pussy cats all y'all niggas scary Ay pretty bitch she brown skin look like Halle Berry Y'all niggas some crash dummies call y'all Tom and Jerry She like you outside tonight bitch you know I'm ready I might fuck around and call this Trilla Macaveli He say Trilla can you be my baby do you love me He say Trilla girl you drive me crazy come and hug me He say baby why you actin' weird you actin' funny I say boy get out your feelings I just want some money Bitch I'm an artist paint a picture And I don't fuck with bitches unless that bitch my sister That nigga had me fucked up couldn't get him out my system I got my groove back now bitch I got my rhythm Right now I feel like Austin right now I got the power They booked me down in Boston my flight leave in bout an hour They used to overlook me now they givin' me my flowers Ain't never had no fear in me ain't never been no coward What the fuck Don't play with me I be telling these niggas all the time don't fucking play with me He like baby can you stay with me Boy what the fuck you might oversleep nigga get yo ass up Boy you know I'm still fuck nigga free Kicked that boy right out the spot You ain't got no money nigga what the fuck we talkin' bout He like baby can you stay with me Hell nawl Ay ay turn me up Bitch I'm an artist paint a picture And I don't fuck with bitches unless that bitch my sister That nigga had me fucked up couldn't get him out my system I got my groove back now bitch I got my rhythm