TRXLLISBACK Lyrics

Bitch, I don't do clubbing, still wock in my tummy

Niggas movin' funny, this shit gin and rummy

Bape on with my customs, bitch, no relation

You is not a cousin, Berries at his muffin niggas hit me

I survived, it was a miracle You don't take no baths and you pussy, but

You lyrical

Skreet ass indigo, RIP ATL

Niggas turn Hollywood, if I ain't got a fire on me

You don't gotta know who do Your homie get robbed in da stu

Ain't nobody playin' with you All these comments about how I'm slim

Lil' nigga fat, 22

Please deny me, I want you to hate me

I want you to shame me, election is coming We spinnin' this shit, it's the demons circumference headaches in the function, boy, hold your

Shit Took a while just to get right here

None of y'all comin' around my kid Probably doin' like the world done did

Tetsuo, you gon' lose your head

Lil Pussy bussin

Southern Head Bustahs

I can't go for nun

You get hit for nun

You got here for nun

You get bopped for nun

Hah

Hah

Trill is back

Trill is back

Trill is back

Trill is back

Trill is back

Trill is back

Trill is back

Trill is back

Menace to society, I'm O-dog with the buzz

Bitch, if I ain't got it, potna strapped up in the club

Bwoa you ain't finna crash on shit you just need you a hug

Do me like I'm Nipsey, free smoke blowin' this shit up

Look what God did, save me from hell

Holy war, we got rich off mosh pits

One hit, wonder boy, you hip-hop's side bitch

The way this shit go, we might need violence

We might need silence, so shut the fuck up When we step in, nigga, don't run your mouth, huh

This is neon punks

In her neon guts

Your pockets lookin' pussy, so come get me some

Heard you sold your soul

You must be Sean Combs

I can't be no bitch

This ain't OVO

Posted at the store

Hangin' with my ghosts

You ain't got no goals

That's why you fail the most

Put a Cuban link, on my baby girl

And we live in hell, I make heaven here

I'm the man at home, but where's the men in here

380 tatted on my shit

This be the brand new trill

Lil Pussy bussin

Southern Head Bustahs

I can't go for nun

You get hit for nun

You got here for nun

You get bopped for nun

Hah

Hah

Trill is back

Trill is back

Trill is back

Trill is back

Trill is back

Trill is back

Trill is back

Trill is back

It's 380, fuck your mother on a Tuesday, free smoke till death, fuck niggas

Till death, nigga, till my casket, nigga, tatt my skin with it, my nigga

All y'all niggas out here wearin' short shorts and flip flops and shit, nigga

We ain't movin' like y'all niggas, bro

Straight up, bro, we movin' in a different type of essence, nigga

Confidence hails in all dimensions, nigga, chad, nigga

That's what it is