Lil Trill

[Intro] Brainstorm went crazy on the beat, yuh [Verse] My young nigga ready to catch him a body If he screaming any gang, then a nigga gonn' die about it Young [?], shoot shit out a widebody Put my wrist in the bowl, cook that shit like hibachi V2 truck, souped up, this a Maserati Walked in with a whole lotta yeah, don't you tell nobody Every nigga standing 'round me, they very solid Yano up the fire, fuck around and hit everybody Bitches be hoes, they be going for everybody Pap word law, that shit go for everybody Fifty niggas wit' me and I'm shooting for everybody Hop out on yo' block, get to shooting at everybody Glock got more hit than that It Man nigga I can't come off the bench, I'm not a sixth man nigga Drac' take him down like quicksand in it Car go too fast, you can't get that nigga Shot at an opp and I missed that nigga I was mad as the fuck, shoulda hit that nigga I got dogshit on me, Mike Vick ass nigga Hang the stick out the car, this bitch get to hitting like Steven Seagal Topshelf weed, what I smoke from a jar I'm real DrugRxch, bitch I don't got a job Make a bitch kiss the ring like The Don I feel like I got a lot of frozen water on It's a Cartier wrist, not the Rollie Pollie arm Not one place I don't go without my gun Knock it out the park, catch a hole in one Faceshot Gang, when we hit him, we know he done Me and my Glock like Bond and the golden gun Love my Glock, I said "Bae, you the only one" She said "You lying, the Drac' the one you really want"