Young Chris - Trillmatic lyrics

f** you all! Different type of dance when you're rhyming Black momma,call me 'Thomas Come back at it Bad b**h,right in the way Black man,hitting and striking right in the face First 48's ,somebody is tip sing Leavin' every show you tell,we give a clips out Wing a hottie,everyday that n***a's popping Can't resist it ,but the gloves bring the' All the stackin',pull a stack we got it acting 'When you f** around with these dirty who*es I got 970,need 30 more Get out line with mines,and Ima murder yours Big daddy ',baby.I serve the raw Both checkin',diamond Thomas wearin' 34 sponsored links Never heard before 'n***az,they know the ball Got the biggest auxiliary when we go to war Nigaz droppin' ,got aware,they go to store 'They tell me gunner keep comin' ,you gonna see your day I tell my momma and daughter that it's gonna be okay It's better than this lockdown and be away n***a never fold,they s** dick and sell they soul And mix it up and switch it up when tell they hoes I was 19 wearing platinum and sellin' gold 16 n***azs een it in me,tell them hoe They can see I'm hot,naked b**hes are on a yacht I'm loving this cause ,n***az was on the block Sellin rock?... They tell me gunner,let's get it,now turn it up a notch Keep the fields comin',keep pushin' that drink comin' On this court,fans talke in,it means something Let get tge chop,n***az dead,I swear to God 'prepare to die Fuc k you all snitches,you all girls are our b**hes f** tryin',go get it,n***a and die richer You all should take a page out our book We standin' over the stove until it all cooked This is a small rock,suit and tie,cigar look Fresh fitter,promoter callin',I'm all booked Until we win,more in the south ride And get it in'till hey digging it,b**h,I'm alive Motherf**ers Just like that,n***a