[Verse 1: Bobby Trill]
Steady toker smoking strong
Coolin' with your main b**h imported kush came straight from Babylon
A rastafari and my money long
Drunk up off this sake that she brought back from Hiroshima
You're so wasabi damn now let me see that body got these n***as fiendin' like it's '98, over Japanese Misty cards
f** n***as think they going hard
Bobby Trill sh** I'm spittin' holographic Charizards
Skinny n***a stringy like pasta
I'm creepin' through the crypt with the pump clicked
Tell me what's a goon in the face of a full clip?
The rugar got you shaking n***a now you sweatin' hollow tips
Dropped the tape for no residual pay, say they vibing to my sh** but I ain't even getting blog play
They sleepin' on the kid write above my tombstone
"Bobby Trill the illest n***a AKA Yung Dumbledore"
[Hook: Bobby Trill] x2
These n***as on the block wanna try me
Hit 'em with the pump then they D.I.E
Now n***a it's a ma**acre
We some pretty young thugs R.I.P will be your final words
[Verse 2: Bobby Trill]
Hit 'em with the cannon strapped up Blastoise n***as what you mean that you ain't never heard of us?
LBC in this b**h that's my f**ing team
Middle finger in the air screaming "f** my enemies"
Now shawty I can get your p**y wet
Slip and slide up in that gut then break your heart like I'm Tuxedo Mask
In the drop top headed down to Malibu
That's my favorite song turn it up right now we going dumb on them d**
Tricky n***as but we pretty thugs Simmie got the chopper let it bang cause we don't f** with plugs
Nah I ain't drunk I'm just a little buzzed
Text that to my b**h at 2AM and watch her roll on up
Super sayian n***a Future Trunks
Smoking on galactic I ain't f**in' with this mattress actress
Give that pipe then take your a** on home
b**h I ain't down to cuddle sh** you saved up in my bat phone
Scrilla stacking n***as tradin' cash for gold
Baklava mask with the click clack tell me where the bars at?
I ain't frontin' with these alley cats hardest n***a flowin' droppin' tapes that I f**in' snap
[Hook: Bobby Trill] x2
These n***as on the block wanna try me
Hit 'em with the pump then they D.I.E
Now n***a it's a ma**acre
We some pretty young thugs R.I.P will be your final words