Trill Lyrics
Verse 1;
Ball so hard motherfuckers call me Larry
Peter Piper picked a couple bitches and they hairy
Bend the bitch over and I stuff it in her dairy
Airing out the whip while I’m smoking all this Mary
I don’t give a fuck, Sippin Rose, We killing them
Watching Eddie Murphy, Popping bottles, Never spilling them
Fuck a local rapper, Texas Trill, Cause we trilling them
Rhyming like a waiter, All these rappers I am billing them
Bitch I went and copped Dragonball on Blu-Ray
Homie call me Roshi, Trunks and Frieza on three way
Tiny fucking pants, Like a faggot, But I’m not gay
Fuck a ho head, Till she need that cherry throat spray
Tall glass of orange juice, Eggo in the toaster
Fucking with a Toddler and I take it out the holster
Fo-Fo to yo head, Printing off some Missing Posters
My bitch got an ass that I use like a coaster
[Hook]
So bitch it’s fuck Jesus
Only triggers what I’m squeezing
Smoking shit that keep me wheezing
Till I die like Steve Jobs
Eat this Beat like Rick Ross
Trill till I kick rocks
Trill till I kick rocks
Trill till I kick rocks. [x2]
Verse 2;
Celadon City with a Bayleaf and Crocanaw
Every Gym Badge, Bitch I stunt while I fucking ball
M84 Grenades, Hit that bitch with my master ball
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Flow is fucking cold, Something kind of like Montreal
Hit these fucking trees till I look like Sonny Bono
Got my straight bitch eating pussy like a homo
Fuck your Gucci, Fuck your Louis, Motherfuck your Polo
Sipping got me slow. Going in purple slow mo
I look like Justin Bieber, Swag off the meter
Faggots think they hard, Till they hear me click the heater
Got a main bitch, She Rihanna, So I beat her
Got another bitch, Look like Dahmer, So I eat her
Home of the Goodburger Can I take your order?
Serving drive bys, And Mack 11’s to your daughter
Bitch I’m Texas Trill, But I’m living in Kentucky
If you try to come at me, Bitch you better hope you lucky
[Hook]
