Scrilla Gu - Pill Run Lyrics

Ayy, Kobe got a hit
You know what the f*ck going on
Big TwoFoe nigga
In this bitch with my f*cking niggas
Trill Familia take over, lil' nigga
Ya'll know what the f*ck going on
Pro's came in, come and spend it with me
We can make a whole nother 50 if we hit the road
Scat pack, wide body, yeah, this bitch gon' hog the road
Top loft, with Trill, me and Brody just dogging hoes
Lennox Mall shopping, got the teller ringing up my clothes
Ten on his head, I have them killers run up in his home
Scrilla got the XD, put a bullet hole up in his dome
Trapping all night, lil' nigga, I ain't going home
Huh? I ain't going home
Trapping on the highway, 90 days, it's a pill run
Big 40 on me, no 9 millies, this a real gun
Long live king Ayo, rest in peace to the real ones
I'm a big shark in a tank, you niggas just bait
Betty Crocker, you know I keep the oven quick to get you baked
4TF we the mob, we them niggas in like every state
Engine's supercharged, hit they lights it's gon' be a chase
I ain't GD, but they still let me through the door
I'ma just f*ck and get the neck, but that's still your hoe
I'll box a nigga like Creed, then punch a bowl
Wopskino sick, but he'll wipe another nigga nose
Pop up on a nigga while in the car like the airbag
This car gotta bee, she grip the seats when I hit the gas
This car ain't got a key, I leave it running when I double park it
Heard you got boy, but it's bad like Will and Martin
Scrilla
Pro's came in, come and spend it with me
We can make a whole another 50 if we hit the road
Scat pack, wide body, yeah, this bitch gon' hog the road
Top-Loft wit Trill, me and Brody, just dogging hoes
Lennox Mall shopping, got the teller ringing up my clothes
Ten on his head, have them killers run up in his home
Scrilla got the XD, put a bullet hole up in his dome
Trapping all night, lil' nigga, I ain't going home
Yeah, ayy
Trapping all night, lil' nigga, we ain't going home