Gustavo ft. Almighty Trill

Trill in this bitch, it's a freezer, fucked your bitch, she a eater

Fuck a line, I'm the leader, you pouring lines, we pouring liters

How you ballin' from the bleachers

Talkin' money, I'm a teacher, still pay me for the features

I be ridin' with the Reapers, rockin' thousand dollar sneakers

Smokin' cookies from the valley, this new Gucci, not the Bally

Met a lick right in the alley, yeah, I pulled up in a chally

Niggas pockets looking childish and they bitches get the wildest

When I'm steppin' in a thousand, spend the sixty on some watches

Poured a four up in the pop and I just got back from the doctor

Paid lawyer, beat the case, I move like Ghost, I call him Procter

Got a bitch, she lookin' foxy, she was gone, off them Roxy's