Fat Trel - I'm Ill lyrics

Dree the drummer Damn all that gang sh** Yeah, we're on that gang sh** Ha, you heard This sh** get real [Pre-Hook:] Say you wanna work one, flirt one Put it up a skirt one Put em in the dirt one Hit it where it hurt Young n***a wish you work This sh** get real [Hook:] Say she wanna f** in the back of the truck While I roll me a blunt with the window rolled up With my finger in her bu*t and a cup Finna pop me a pill [Chorus:] Let's do it trill I met a s*ut, I touched her bu*t, I copped a feel (I copped a feel) My b**h be worried cause I'm always in the field (I'm in the field) I'm never worried cause I always got the steal (I got the steal) I don't give a f**, he don't give a f** She don't give a f**, we don't give a f** b**h walked up like roll up Turn around tell that b**h hold up Bumpin that 56 nights On the molly up 56 nights Airpot five-fiftysix flights And n***a had to f** 56 dikes Drop a bell on the scale, that work (that work) Damn well you could tell I'm perfect (I'm perfect) n***a sell no chick then church it Gotta pack like n***a got verses Got lean like a n***a got water Got a migo b**h from the border Got a team and I got Jordan's Damn I would've f**ed your daughter (mawh) [x2:] n***a I don't give a f**, n***a what's up n***a die right now, n***a good luck I'm the only n***a, hold up hood up We could f** right now, b**h what's up [Pre-Hook:] Say you wanna work one, flirt one Put it up a skirt one Put em in the dirt one Hit it where it hurt Young n***a wish you work This sh** get real [Hook:] Say she wanna f** in the back of the truck While I roll me a blunt with the window rolled up With my finger in her bu*t and a cup Finna pop me a pill [Chorus:] Let's do it trill I met a s*ut, I touched her bu*t, I copped a feel (I copped a feel) My b**h be worried cause I'm always in the field (I'm in the field) I'm never worried cause I always got the steal (I got the steal) [Boosa:] Pulled up n***a no slowed up n***a paid mine, get burnt up Higher than the b**h, no low fare Even though I got sh** real, no joking I don't f** with n***as, if a n***a ain't real b**h pulling up finna cop me a feel I ain't with the talk, when I got that steal Posting on my block, I get it how I live Got 60 bank cause I got two kids I ain't gunna stop till I set a couple mil Couple real n***as, bad b**hes in the feel f** the police cause I only shoot to k** Even in jail, come up with a pill f** the police cause I only shoot to k** Even in jail, come up with a pill Let n***as know this sh** for real This sh** for real For all my n***as in the feel (We in the feel) We pop a pill We cop a feel, f** your b**h That's how I feel [Pre-Hook:] Say you wanna work one, flirt one Put it up a skirt one Put em in the dirt one Hit it where it hurt Young n***a wish you work This sh** get real [Hook:] Say she wanna f** in the back of the truck While I roll me a blunt with the window rolled up With my finger in her bu*t and a cup Finna pop me a pill [Chorus:] Let's do it trill I met a s*ut, I touched her bu*t, I copped a feel (I copped a feel) My b**h be worried cause I'm always in the field (I'm in the field) I'm never worried cause I always got the steal (I got the steal) That's how I feel