Trill Type Killa

If you looking for a trill type Killa, I could be it
Locked in on the hustle back when they couldn't see it
When the homie switched sides before my eyes
I couldn't believe it
Grandma prayed for me
So a G, I had to be him

If you looking for a trill type Killa, I could be it
Locked in on the hustle back when they couldn't see it
When the homie switched sides before my eyes
I couldn't believe it
Grandma prayed for me
So a G, I had to be him

Yall patty cake and politic
Respect I get a lot of it
And thats the reason why there is gold around my wrist and where my collar is
Graduate with no scholarship but I ain't finish college kid
You ain't gotta google
If you heard it, than I probably did
Checks, Grab them, Multiply and stack em
Had to get my vision check because all I see is platinum
If I see the enemy
Im reaching out to dap him
Cuz he the reason why all of this baller shxt could happen
I be cool, smooth, ask ya boo
How I do, ooh, cuz she choose
We in coupes, got her feet on the dashboard if she cute
You may need a double cup babygirl I got the juice

If you looking for a trill type Killa, I could be it
Locked in on the hustle back when they couldn't see it
When the homie switched sides before my eyes
I couldn't believe it
Grandma prayed for me
So a G, I had to be him

If you looking for a trill type Killa, I could be it
Locked in on the hustle back when they couldn't see it
When the homie switched sides before my eyes
I couldn't believe it
Grandma prayed for me
So a G, I had to be him

She chose us
I said she chose up
Its real G's in the room
And we chosen
I heard your crew told
Nah Im cool bro
So we gon take it off the top like the roof gone
Ayo I Never did the corny shxt, I be on my only shxt
Thats why the links on my wrist the same color as Tori Brixx
When you see me, you see the struggle living through my rap songs
Never a Street Fighter but they Marvel and they Cap-Com
Its hard to persevere when the haters on your D-I
You just gotta hunker down and get focused on your B-I
I ain't nothing like you dudes, I live the truth bro
I keep my circle small
Thats why I only ride with 2 doors

If you looking for a trill type Killa, I could be it
Locked in on the hustle back when they couldn't see it
When the homie switched sides before my eyes
I couldn't believe it
Grandma prayed for me
So a G, I had to be him

If you looking for a trill type Killa, I could be it
Locked in on the hustle back when they couldn't see it
When the homie switched sides before my eyes
I couldn't believe it
Grandma prayed for me
So a G, I had to be him



Credits
Writer(s): Donovan Payne
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