Ill E

Let the bands play. Ayy, I'm one ill-ass lil' Nigga and I don't know no one iller. Yeah, I ran up my figures, I made them Fuck niggas bitter. I hang with killers and dealers, you niggas nothing But pretenders. Yeah, my bank account got bigger and This shit still getting realer. Ayy, what's up, Flipper? What's up? Let me holler at these folk, Glock. Where we at? On some UGK shit right now, Boy, ain't nobody triller. Put your faith in a preacher, I put my Faith in my Vacaville. Ayy. Crack the seal on a new pint, mix It up like a bartender. God made me a street nigga, in the trap, I'm the bishop. Born with drugs in my system. Yeah. I got too much charisma. Yeah. Pull up at the trap to get some Gas, man, I need a filler. Grandma said, "Boy, you ain't got no friends" and I still remember her mouth. Every time she see me she wanna slide down My pole. Pole. Every week I'm in the jewelry Store, buyin' some more. Ice. VVS's dancing around my throat. Woah. Woah. I told her just keep on suckin' It until she choke. She said, "Oh, oh, Oh." Go. Go. Go, go. Go. 'Til you can't no more. Bitch. I'ma get this dough until a nigga get It gone. I rock a lot of gold and I'll rock you with that chrome. Yeah. I just rocked a show and now I'm Finna rock your hoe. Tell me have you seen the GOAT ride in The coupe and smokin' dope? Ask your bitch, I bet she know who that Pullin' up in that two-door. Who that? Clizock, that's for sure. Uh, that young nigga cold. I'm so cold, I'll have your nose runnin'. Bitch. I been rollin' in it, I got new And old money. Bitch. I got loads of it, hotter than four Ovens. Bitch. You niggas so hood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. You niggas so hood. We on some UGK shit right now, Boy, ain't nobody triller. Nah. Put your faith in a preacher, I put My faith in my Vacaville. Ayy. Crack the seal on a new pint, mix It up like a bartender. God made me a street nigga, in the trap, I'm the bishop. We on some Three 6 shit Right now, bitch, I'm a real sizzurp sipper. You put your trust up in that bitch and Don't even trust your nigga. We blowin' dope straight out the bowl, we smoke It hot like a chimney. Yeah, bitch, I know you remember, I'm still one Ill-ass lil' nigga. I wake up and take my meds because I'm Ill. Ill. I pump weight in the trap house, not the Gym. Not the gym. I ain't never had no patience, I need my Money pronto. Now. Got more cars than I can drive but feel Like I want one more. Just one more. Got this lil' white bitch with Super-sized titties like Koko. Yeah, yeah. Nigga, I pour lean in my iced Tea. Dirty, dirty. Whole lotta ice on my white tee. Yeah, yeah. Don't none of you monkey hoes excite Me. Bitch, please. Diamond chains and some gangster Nikes. Ayy, you know Toya, bruh. Yeah, I fucked your wifey twice, B. Damn. She said she never seen a nigga Like me. It's dope. Baby boy, quit cryin' to these hoes like Tyrese. Crybaby. Me and my niggas so close that we Like siamese. Twins. I stunked up the whole neighborhood with some Loud trees. Woo. Old lady next door talkin' 'bout, "Turn that down, Please." Yes, ma'am. Bitches love my blue teeth, They be like, "Can you smile, please?"