David Onafowora - Trill Zilla lyrics

[Verse 1: Zilla] Dirty Vans, styrofoam filled to the brim b**h it's him Trill a** Zilla n***a I pour a four then I pour an eight then I pour a four then another eight b**h I'm great, I know they hate Sitting high swinging low like a f**ing boss High as f** appetite on Rick Ross Uhh I'm a fiend sipping the purple b**h I will hurt you Way past your curfew I did it like Erkle Big white cups of that mud till I move like a turtle f** how you feel b**h I'm too high to think Hang up my coat b**h its too nice a mink Pour up my Sprite with a pint of that pink Packing the geeb till my eyes look like chinx n***a I'm trill, yes I'm for real Shout out my n***as thats tipping it still Tipping on fours, sipping on fours Zilla be k**ing, just switching his flows Drink till I'm drunk, smoke till I'm high Rap till' I'm great, flex till' I'm fly b**h n***a bow down For I tell my n***as chow down Last name Zilla so you know you talking to a God now Uhh I'm a motherf**ing beast straight out the East Eat a beat make a feast Then I'm out n***a But I like to keep the peace, piece at ease Feed the streets, chief the keef Whenever you in doubt n***a [Bridge] I pour a fo' then I pour a 8 Then I pour a fo' Then I Then I pour a fo' Then I Then I pour a fo' Pour a 8 then I pour a fo' then I Then I [Hook] Rest in peace to Pimp C, shout out to the homie Bun Can't forget Slim Thug, n***a he a real one Mike Jones, Paul Wall Lil Keke all ya'll We gon' fill these cups and get this money till we all fall Trill Zilla n***a Trill Zilla Uhh Trill Zilla n***a Trill Zilla Uhh Trill Zilla n***a Trill Zilla Uhh Trill Zilla, Trill Zilla [Verse 2: Chrome] Prophecy, reason why your moms is always mad at me