trunkz & grillz Lyrics

I'm in the mix forreal

Taking you out to the hills baby

Makin the real disappear baby

Changing my fit got real taste

Fasho

Rockin the show to the death

Thinkin they been outta depth

Fallin in love can't catch ya

Worrying not, my cash

Taking it out by stretcher

I should've been right witchya

Cannot miss no center

Hits on hits till we landed

Seeing all things I built

Looking for the wisdom in

Teeth too thick from the grillz, rather not say too much

Travel the world I bought one ticket

Carry the trunk too close

Right through the tint I know

Stop by the motel

Clean out the seat for clothes

Head out to Rome for the shows

Want the world to be singing my songs

In a place I could do no wrong

100k my case

And it's filled with nothing but faces

My bitch look straight off Balmain

Was just doin a show out in Paris

Spent the plane right learning the language

My chain done lit up the Eiffel

You can see that shit from Cambridge

I been oh so, oh so spiteful

Cause they all really movin too shady

I been testing all things I can handle

Reaffirming that nothing can shake me

Been on

Been on

Counting up till I'm sweating

What you hittin on?

Hittin on?

Guarantee shit ain't next

Lovin on me

She wanna be in the scene

Ah

Oh what a mess

Really just me vs. me

Still baby, in the fortress laying in here

Found one, I think that I found one here