Trill

Uh, I got jewels plus wheels

Pullin' up on your grill, I'm so trill

Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels (Fuck outta here)

And she feelin' around for them pills

Bitch, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

Bitch, I'm so trill (What?)

****, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

****, I'm so trill (What? What?)

I got my steel, I'll peel

Pullin' up on your grill, I'm so trill

Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels

And she feelin' around for them pills

Bitch, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

Bitch, I'm so trill (What?)

****, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

****, I'm so trill (What? What?)

G's up, rev them V's up

Federales tryin' to reach us to keep us

Flooded pieces, diamond size Reese's Pieces

You know who he is

**** talk show like Regis

King Push flow prestigious

Hoes suck me like leeches

X and O's, tic-tac-toes

Fuck 'em, duck 'em, let them go, on to the next

Knock this in the decks of them Cali low-lows

Houston, candy paint, screwed up vocals

New York, Range Rov, sit on Mo-Mos

Pusha in that Bentley GT, oh no

Flow chameleon, worth 'bout a million

Sell Bolivian, feds in oblivion

Bitch Brazilian, purse reptilian

Took her from far off island like Gilligan

Uh, I got jewels, plus wheels

Pullin' up on your grill, I'm so trill

Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels (Fuck outta here)

And she feelin' around for them pills

Bitch, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

Bitch, I'm so trill (What?)

****, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

****, I'm so trill (What? What?)

I got my steel, I'll peel

Pullin' up on your grill, I'm so trill

Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels

And she feelin' around for them pills

Bitch, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

Bitch, I'm so trill (What?)

****, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

****, I'm so trill (What? What?)

It's me, ma, you ain't dreamin'

Starstruck, bitch damn near stopped breathin'

So real that hon' ain't believin'

Out my bracelet, she can't make rhyme or reason

Soon as you get your heart involved

That's when I fall back, love, au revoir

So international, French Riviera

Love for foreign cars would explain my Carrera

Who cares when these fools talk?

Don't mean jack till that tool gotta talk

Icy wrists help me to cool off

And the second hand in this bitch, it moonwalk

Reminds me how I applied myself

And why I now ride with Tiptronic help

Bankroll on overload

I eeny, meeny, miny, moe them hoes, I'm so trill

Uh, I got jewels, plus wheels

Pullin' up on your grill, I'm so trill

Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels (Fuck outta here)

And she feelin' around for them pills

Bitch, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

Bitch, I'm so trill (What?)

****, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

****, I'm so trill (What? What?)

I got my steel, I'll peel

Pullin' up on your grill, I'm so trill

Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels

And she feelin' around for them pills

Bitch, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

Bitch, I'm so trill (What?)

****, I'm trill

(You don't hear me though)

****, I'm so trill (What? What?)

So many different things make me trill

Start with that B with wings over the grill

Maybe how my way with words make me mills

Or maybe it's my way with birds, digital scales

Young, restless, talk so reckless

200 thousand up in my necklace

Four of ya Hummers wrapped 'round my neck, bitch

I ain't mention the Rollie redneck like Texas

To y'all ill-wishers who wanna take part

In me gettin' robbed, well, follow your heart

And I'll waste ya, hell, I raised ya

Even let 'em cheat from my paper

Why does wealth make them hate me

And make chicks' hearts so achy-breaky?

Rarely do I toot my own horn

But y'all fellas got too far gone, now come back

Uh, I got jewels, plus wheels

Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill

Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels (Fuck outta here)

And she feelin' around for them pills

Bitch, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

Bitch, I'm so trill (What?)

****, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

****, I'm so trill (What? What?)

I got my steel, I'll peel

Pullin' up on your grill, I'm so trill

Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels

And she feelin' around for them pills

Bitch, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

Bitch, I'm so trill (What?)

****, I'm trill (You don't hear me though)

****, I'm so trill (What? What?)