RiFF RAFF - The Illest lyrics

[Hook] We be the illest We be the illest in here I know you feel us We be the illest in here Illest in here We so muthaf**in' ill! [Verse 1: Kev Nish] Yeh, I be Illin' out from LA, I be illin' out all the way Got a v-mail from my K-Town chick that wanna hook up and blaze I got OG cannabis (can I bust?), girl, one puff will put you in your grave Got three pills and four jimmy hats, cause we don't kid and play Popov, yo, guess who's getting drunk, no muthaf**as can't out-drink us If you sipping that hate, don't get drowned, so cold polar bears on my nuts Y'all know who we be, I hold it down for the East Cause I keeps it pimpin', Peter Griffin, yellow tinted on Z's [Bridge: J-Splif] Drippin' on yo couches Drippin' on yo couches Sippin' Tanqueray with Orange Bang we on that Tropicana Drippin' on yo couches From the hills to public housing If you feelin' ill then damn you ill Be the illest on a thousand [Hook] [Verse 2: RiFF RAFF] Yeah, nice chain, what a nice night My ice bright, I play the wall like a night-light Tangerine tambourine from the West Wing The best thing about my room? Versace bed springs I'm in the building, more gold than Rumpelstiltskin Aw sh**, look who it is: the white Russell Simmons Jody Highroller, Far East Movement We so ill, I think I need some codeine fluid Riff! [Bridge] [Hook] [Outro: Prohgress] "I" is for the way these beezies love how I bang And "double L" is for the way I blow that smoke in ya face We roll on "E's" and we be easy rollin that bank And "ST" is for the Illest sh** we rep every day