Nellz GC - Trilla Freestyle lyrics

Uhhhhh....Yeaaaa (Nellz GC) (verse 1) Racks and Racks of Mitchell and Ness, SnapBack kid dressed to impress, Diamond Supply all on my sh** Dolce Gabana up on my wrist Yeaaa, I don't Rock no gold teeth I rock Gold watches, its so sweet But I'm too trill and just so street Hustle hard get no sleep Uhhhh, I'm k**ing tracks, no remorse Call a b**h of my iPhone, dick in guts I get intercourse! My n***ad puffing that dank, got their eyes tight like they Chinese Like Ben Carson, I'll split ya head like they siamese! I'm too tough...who can stand against the man? I got your b**h sending flicks, Of her clit off Instagram! I'm working hard like a business man But still rapping so good n***a Represent for them rejects, go getters and hood n***as! I wish tf you would n***a Try and copy me if you could n***a...I'll Shock your a** with a thousand bolts d**h Row on you Suge n***as! You better pray before you play, Tim Tebow, making stunts will have be a jacka** like Steve O I'm too far from a Zero Don't float on no weed smoke Leave you frozen Leonar-De Caprio! (Get it....) Off Titanic that last scene When he was screaming out Rose after iceberg at the crash scene! I'm balling b**h, And 1! n***as calling me hotsauce Grew up as an underdog, now they label me as a top dog Code name Confetti, that's means they blasting your top off And if she open her legs, i slip in them buns; hotdogs Burn tracks, third degree k**in' every verse for free This is just a sample, wait till Cornell University...