DopeItsMagic - In Trill We Trust Lyrics

Ay, smokin' out, pourin' up
Puttin' dick up in yo slut
All my cars got leather and wood
In my hood we call it buck
I'm smokin' out, pourin' up
Puttin' dick up in yo slut
All my cars got leather and wood
In my hood we call it buck
Everybody wanna ball
Holla at broads, at the mall
If he up, watch em fall
Nigga I can't f*ck with y'all

Uh I'm trill workin' the wheel
A pimp not a simp
Keep the dope fiends higher than the good year blimp
I came dine bumping some chad B
You understand me
I really am thinkin I'm don Kee or Bun to the B how I am perceived
On my SUC prolly a UGK when I hit that stage nigga
Making my way, pretty soon all the bros bout ta see that pay nigga
Stuck in my ways, pretty sure I'm rise even when in grave nigga
F*ck did you say? We the new No Limit errbody got tanks nigga
Nowadays errbody fake
You ain't really been dine before
Yeen really contemplate about suicide
Throwin' life out the doe
I have but still I rise
F*ck bout what you think of me
All the times struggled just reminds me there's a god in me
Shall I rest in peace

Ay, smokin' out, pourin' up
Puttin' dick up in yo slut
All my cars got leather and wood
In my hood we call it buck
I'm smokin' out, pourin' up
Puttin' dick up in yo slut
All my cars got leather and wood
In my hood we call it buck
I'm smokin' out, pourin' up
Puttin' dick up in yo slut
All my cars got leather and wood
In my hood we call it buck
Everybody wanna ball
Holla at broads, at the mall
If he up, watch em fall
Nigga I can't f*ck with y'all

Rolling round in that same whip yep same brand and all that
Got the same bros and we've been chose to be next up and that's fact
I don't need to rap about petty fiction
Just click my link and follow back
I got plenty classics just pick ya issue
That's audidope just know that
Born in 95, Sailin the South since 95
Figured I'm boutta go testify
All these new niggas built with lies
I would be more surprised if a nigga came sauced like this
Took L's for the crew and lost profit this
Isn't about who's the hottest
It's more about who has the longest career with hits
Nowadays everything's hit or miss
Like Pimp said niggas done lost they soul
Demons still preyin' on niggas
I'm lookin' to heaven I'm prayin' I keep control
But F*ck it, maybe I should follow these trends prolly cop a few chains
Maybe 4 or 5 rangs
Maybe flex like I'm paid
Just to fall off young nigga just lost his soul lost to the game
Nigga