Trill Burr

Wipe me down, wipe me up
Got my mind out the box, Lil Boosie
Pour me up, light me up
Every nigga with us smoke fruity
Every nigga with us got a cutie
Every cutie with us got a booty
Damn, one of these booties got cooties
Puttin' on for my city, it my duty
I’s riding round with the guns out, Rich
Pulled up, spot tha crips, seen blood in the kitchen
In the truck so a nigga with tha drugs for a nigga, grip some
No love when you livin', they don’t wanna see you winnin'
Like me, Petey make the time start tickin'
Make the world keep spinnin', with the rhymes I’m spittin'
All we needed was a shot, like the drive-by victims
Don’t question my vision
Fuck is you talkin' bout
I’m gone in my head, I’m gone in my head
I smoke on the reg but don’t smoke on no reg
I’m growin' my dreads, look like I just rolled outta bed
Move when I talk, look how I move, I’m a sloth
My tool’ll unscrew you apart
All of my muses are dark
Yeah
Fuck a gas, feed the flame
Drinkin' tears, eat the pain
Blaze a trail, leave a lane
Gave Habib a hunnid for a dutch and told him keep the change
Hit the ground, bitch, kiss the ground
Whip, whip around, grip the pound
Cake, flip around, switch, switch the sound
As I please, fast, pass the weed, get lifted now
Burn the city dry then set up shop in a different town
Hit the ground, bitch, kiss the ground
Whip, whip around, grip the pound
Cake, flip around, switch, switch the sound
As I please, fast, pass the weed, get lifted now
Burn the city dry then set up shop in a different town