Trill AF ft. Charles Vega Lyrics

Tripping off of the good shit, them dollar bills got me going stupid

Make my way to 3K so ain't no stopping gotta keep it moving

I never get days off, whatever chapter I'm in I be ripping a page off

Taking a leaf roll it up, I start smoking the J and I'm faded off it

If life is a movie, I'm winning a set of Oscars

Watch is spinning like blades on a helicopter, I be running to get a chopper

Gotta get a lot of treasure, filling my chest with product

Smoking hella chronic, try and test me got you changing your voice like you metatonic

I collect the profit, we a business

I know that you follow my words like a teleprompter

You fuck with the new shit?

The prophet been making the news quick

If you didn't know I'm so fucking solid and you about to get hit with the pool stick

"Trilla" E on his cue/Q shit

Like the killer bees, I be making her cream on some Wu shit

Leave her with ghost face

Started fucking a Russian her pussy is looking like Putin

Give me time to breathe since you see me putting the work in

I'm too high but then I'll start coming down and I'll give you run around

I got heat like it's summer my chain kind of looking like winter

I put my life in this I ain't finished 'till the Grammys know that I'm the fucking winner

I buss shit then I run shit while I treat the game as my new flame

Give me one year and I'm serving bitches as I'm making my way up the food chain

Who could you blame, me?

Now you covered in butane

When you fuck with a prophet I'm hitting your crew with the loose aim

Now you in danger, touché

I'm too shady, you too late to the after party

Couldn't even spare you full plate

I don't fuck with you, your struggle for me is a good day

If you get name dropped, consider it an opportunity to get a head start

Then the feds and your family writing your eulogy

Ain't got a head like me, can't think like me

I be in a different zone, then I'm taking your chick and we get it on

You ain't had a chance if I'm betting on it

You don't ring a bell so I set alarms

You think I'm being too bold naw

Pass to the side cause your pussy is coleslaw, I happen to know it all

But I'm the product of treachery, look at my friend really watching my enemy

What else can you see with the fire I got since the heat's an amenity

Running this shit 'till I'm 70

On the tape, bitch you been dead

Now you getting fucked like a dickhead

Instead, I give you special treatment since all my opps will get hit with lead