Trilla Macaveli Lyrics

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