(Trizz)
I'm eatin n***as up to the white meat, I'm skitzo
With a cup of blood right beside me
Sip sip sick sh**, n***a triple six six
Get with this, evil ill sh** b**h quit!
Face blue like I was banging that crip sh**
High off k**in wit instance my sixth sense
Trippin n***as they be illin when I flip sh**
Bodies get cut when I rip sh** get split quit
Strange dude, get mangled, I blaze foo's
Chains get stretched and untangled when I blaze you!
Nose burried in coke tryna get f**ed up
Step into my region of thugs and get f**ed up
I keep b**hes in my basement, I'm fired up
Waitin to be f**ed, they duck taped and tied up
If you don't know what Im saying then thats fine bruh
These labels better recognize us, before they sign us (n***a!)
(Hook)
I know my mind f**ed up, this ain't sh** to me
I only f** with real n***as, can't nobody get to me
Tryna be a rich n***a, grind till I make it
n***a f** faking it I mean what I say b**h
If I died and came back I wouldn't change sh**
Same ways, same slang (sh**) same b**h
High off life gettin faded up off the same spliff
Life is a big a** blunt and the devil laced it
(Trizz)
You tryna commit suicide? (yea I can't take it)
Just hit my hotline, 1800-I-wanna-die extension 99
Fo five on the side for the right time, hope you got
9 lives, ride when its night time
I ain't bullsh**tin' take you on a nice drive
To the highest mountain in california and sky dive
I bet five you don't survive, its no time to scream
For help by that time you already died
n***a I stay Paranoid I don't trust me
Index finger gripped around the pistol when I go to sleep
I keep a lookout like a vietnam war vet, I ride through on blocks
With opposite colors on your set. Yo writtens couldn't f** with a n***a
At your best, millions of n***as done heard my sh** and I ain't toured yet!
I keep it locked like a chain on a fresh bike, hittin up n***as from outta town
WHAT THAT WEST LIKE!!! n***a!
(Hook)
I know my mind f**ed up, this ain't sh** to me
I only f** with real n***as, can't nobody get to me
Tryna be a rich n***a, grind till I make it
n***a f** faking it I mean what I say b**h
If I died and came back I wouldn't change sh**
Same ways, same slang (sh**) same b**h
High off life gettin faded up off the same spliff
Life is a big a** blunt and the devil laced it
Trizz - 666 lyrics
Album Case 17