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What?)\nG's up, rev them V's up\nFederales trying to reach us to keep us\nFlooded pieces, diamond size Reese's Pieces\nYou know who he is\nNigga talk show like Regis\nKing Push flow prestigious, hoes suck me like leeches\nX and Os, tic-tac-toes\nFuck 'em, duck 'em, let them go, on to the next\nGot this in the decks of them Cali low-lows\nHouston, candy paint, screwed up vocals\nNew York, Range Rov, sit on Mo-Mos\nPusha in that Bentley, G-T, oh no\nFlow chameleon, worth 'bout a million\nSell Bolivian, Feds in oblivion\nBitch Brazilian, purse reptilian\nTook her from far off island like Gilligan\nUh, I got jewels, plus wheels\nPullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\nYour girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\nAnd she feelin' around for them pills\nBitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nBitch I'm so trill (what?)\nNigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nNigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\nI got, my steel, I'll peel\nPulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\nYour girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\nAnd she feelin' around for them pills\nBitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nBitch I'm so trill (what?)\nNigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nNigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\nIt's me ma, you ain't dreamin'\nStarstruck bitch damn near stopped breathin'\nSo real that hon' ain't believin'\nOut my bracelet, she can't make rhyme or reason\nSoon as you get your heart involved\nThat's when I fall back, love, au revoir\nSo international, French Riviera\nLove for foreign cars would explain my Carrera\nWho cares when these fools talk?\nDon't mean jack 'til that tool gotta talk\nIcy wrists help me to cool off\nAnd the second hand on this bitch, it moonwalk\nReminds me of how I applied myself\nAnd why I now ride with Tiptronic help\nBankroll on overload\nI eeny meeny miny moe them hoes, I'm so trill\nUh, I got jewels, plus wheels\nPullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\nYour girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\nAnd she feelin' around for them pills\nBitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nBitch I'm so trill (what?)\nNigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nNigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\nI got, my steel, I'll peel\nPulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\nYour girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\nAnd she feelin' around for them pills\nBitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nBitch I'm so trill (what?)\nNigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nNigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\nSo many different things make me trill\nStart with that 'B' with wings over the grill\nMaybe how my way with words make me mils\nOr maybe it's my way with birds, digital scales\nYoung, restless, talk so reckless\nTwo hundred thousand up in my necklace\nFour of ya Hummers wrapped round my neck bitch\nI ain't mention the Rollie redneck like Texas\nTo y'all ill-wishers who wanna take part\nIn me getting robbed, well follow ya heart\nAnd I'll waste ya, hell, I raised ya\nEven let 'em cheat from my paper\nWhy does wealth make them hate me\nAnd make chicks' hearts so achy breaky?\nRarely do I toot my own horn\nBut y'all fellas got too far gone, now come back\nUh, I got jewels, plus wheels\nPullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\nYour girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\nAnd she feelin' around for them pills\nBitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nBitch I'm so trill (what?)\nNigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nNigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\nI got, my steel, I'll peel\nPulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\nYour girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\nAnd she feelin' around for them pills\nBitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nBitch I'm so trill (what?)\nNigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nNigga I'm so trill (what? What?)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.95] Uh, I got jewels, plus wheels\n[00:04.29] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[00:06.57] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n[00:08.94] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[00:11.19] Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[00:13.58] Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n[00:15.57] Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[00:17.90] Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n[00:20.42] I got, my steel, I'll peel\n[00:22.58] Pulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\n[00:24.71] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n[00:27.06] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[00:29.31] Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[00:31.68] Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n[00:33.79] Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[00:36.09] Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n[00:38.51] G's up, rev them V's up\n[00:40.68] Federales trying to reach us to keep us\n[00:43.04] Flooded pieces, diamond size Reese's Pieces\n[00:45.85] You know who he is\n[00:47.18] Nigga talk show like Regis\n[00:48.82] King Push flow prestigious, hoes suck me like leeches\n[00:52.20] X and Os, tic-tac-toes\n[00:54.01] Fuck 'em, duck 'em, let them go, on to the next\n[00:56.78] Got this in the decks of them Cali low-lows\n[00:59.18] Houston, candy paint, screwed up vocals\n[01:01.54] New York, Range Rov, sit on Mo-Mos\n[01:03.76] Pusha in that Bentley, G-T, oh no\n[01:05.92] Flow chameleon, worth 'bout a million\n[01:08.28] Sell Bolivian, Feds in oblivion\n[01:10.72] Bitch Brazilian, purse reptilian\n[01:12.77] Took her from far off island like Gilligan\n[01:15.12] Uh, I got jewels, plus wheels\n[01:17.43] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[01:19.67] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n[01:21.91] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[01:24.23] Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[01:26.54] Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n[01:28.96] Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[01:31.20] Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n[01:33.05] I got, my steel, I'll peel\n[01:35.68] Pulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\n[01:37.52] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n[01:40.25] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[01:42.71] Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[01:44.84] Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n[01:47.05] Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[01:49.29] Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n[01:51.65] It's me ma, you ain't dreamin'\n[01:53.92] Starstruck bitch damn near stopped breathin'\n[01:56.38] So real that hon' ain't believin'\n[01:58.50] Out my bracelet, she can't make rhyme or reason\n[02:00.87] Soon as you get your heart involved\n[02:02.93] That's when I fall back, love, au revoir\n[02:05.13] So international, French Riviera\n[02:07.56] Love for foreign cars would explain my Carrera\n[02:09.96] Who cares when these fools talk?\n[02:12.08] Don't mean jack 'til that tool gotta talk\n[02:14.39] Icy wrists help me to cool off\n[02:16.58] And the second hand on this bitch, it moonwalk\n[02:19.01] Reminds me of how I applied myself\n[02:21.37] And why I now ride with Tiptronic help\n[02:23.56] Bankroll on overload\n[02:25.87] I eeny meeny miny moe them hoes, I'm so trill\n[02:28.17] Uh, I got jewels, plus wheels\n[02:30.58] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[02:32.80] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n[02:35.13] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[02:37.40] Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[02:40.03] Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n[02:41.85] Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[02:44.32] Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n[02:46.25] I got, my steel, I'll peel\n[02:48.85] Pulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\n[02:51.13] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n[02:53.37] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[02:55.45] Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[02:57.85] Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n[03:00.17] Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[03:02.45] Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n[03:04.62] So many different things make me trill\n[03:07.25] Start with that 'B' with wings over the grill\n[03:09.35] Maybe how my way with words make me mils\n[03:11.41] Or maybe it's my way with birds, digital scales\n[03:13.94] Young, restless, talk so reckless\n[03:16.07] Two hundred thousand up in my necklace\n[03:18.52] Four of ya Hummers wrapped round my neck bitch\n[03:20.69] I ain't mention the Rollie redneck like Texas\n[03:23.09] To y'all ill-wishers who wanna take part\n[03:25.16] In me getting robbed, well follow ya heart\n[03:27.53] And I'll waste ya, hell, I raised ya\n[03:29.82] Even let 'em cheat from my paper\n[03:32.39] Why does wealth make them hate me\n[03:34.50] And make chicks' hearts so achy breaky?\n[03:36.66] Rarely do I toot my own horn\n[03:38.74] But y'all fellas got too far gone, now come back\n[03:41.38] Uh, I got jewels, plus wheels\n[03:43.79] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[03:45.95] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n[03:48.60] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[03:50.44] Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[03:52.64] Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n[03:54.85] Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[03:57.30] Nigga I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n  I got, my steel, I'll peel\n  Pulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n  G's up, rev them V's up\n  Federales trying to reach us to keep us\n  Flooded pieces, diamond size Reese's Pieces\n  You know who he is\n  Nigga talk show like Regis\n  King Push flow prestigious, hoes suck me like leeches\n  X and Os, tic-tac-toes\n  Fuck 'em, duck 'em, let them go, on to the next\n  Got this in the decks of them Cali low-lows\n  Houston, candy paint, screwed up vocals\n  New York, Range Rov, sit on Mo-Mos\n  Pusha in that Bentley, G-T, oh no\n  Flow chameleon, worth 'bout a million\n  Sell Bolivian, Feds in oblivion\n  Bitch Brazilian, purse reptilian\n  Took her from far off island like Gilligan\n  Uh, I got jewels, plus wheels\n  Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n[01:52.21] It's me, ma, you ain't dreamin'\n[01:54.45] Starstruck, bitch damn near stopped breathin'\n[01:56.87] So real that hon' ain't believin'\n[01:58.72] Out my bracelet, she can't make rhyme or reason\n[02:01.02] Soon as you get your heart involved\n[02:03.33] That's when I fall back, love, au revoir\n[02:05.81] So international, French Riviera\n[02:07.97] Love for foreign cars would explain my Carrera\n[02:10.73] Who cares when these fools talk?\n[02:12.73] Don't mean jack 'til that tool gotta talk\n[02:15.04] Icy wrists help me to cool off\n[02:16.99] And the second hand on this bitch, it moonwalk\n[02:19.55] Reminds me of how I applied myself\n[02:21.80] And why I now ride with Tiptronic help\n[02:24.34] Bankroll on overload\n[02:25.89] I eeny meeny miny moe them hoes, I'm so trill\n[02:27.88] Uh, I got jewels (uh), plus wheels (what?)\n[02:31.19] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[02:32.99] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels (fuck out of here)\n[02:35.70] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[02:37.74] Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[02:40.07] Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n[02:42.27] Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[02:44.57] Nigga, I'm so trill (what? What?)\n[02:46.51] I got my steel, I'll peel\n[02:49.45] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[02:51.13] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n[02:53.97] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[02:55.91] Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[02:58.36] Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n[03:00.58] Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[03:02.74] Nigga, I'm so trill (what? What?)\n[03:05.20] So many different things make me trill\n[03:07.45] Start with that \"B\" with wings over the grill\n[03:09.77] Maybe how my way with words make me mil's\n[03:11.82] Or maybe it's my way with birds, digital scales\n[03:14.69] Young, restless, talk so reckless\n[03:16.57] Two hundred thousand up in my necklace\n[03:19.09] Four of ya Hummers wrapped 'round my neck bitch\n[03:21.02] I ain't mention the Rollie red neck like Texas\n[03:23.20] To y'all ill-wishers who wanna take part\n[03:25.63] In me getting robbed, well, follow ya heart\n[03:28.19] And I'll waste ya, hell, I raised ya\n[03:30.56] Even let 'em cheat from my paper\n[03:32.82] Why does wealth make them hate me\n[03:34.63] And make chicks' hearts so achy, breaky?\n[03:37.35] Rarely do I toot my own horn\n[03:39.00] But y'all fellas got too far gone, now come back\n[03:40.81] Uh, I got jewels (uh), plus wheels (what?)\n[03:44.35] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[03:46.00] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels (fuck out of here)\n[03:48.84] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[03:50.83] Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[03:53.17] Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n[03:55.41] Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[03:57.74] Nigga, I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n  I got, my steel, I'll peel\n  Pulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n  G's up, rev them V's up\n  Federales trying to reach us to keep us\n  Flooded pieces, diamond size Reese's Pieces\n  You know who he is\n  Nigga talk show like Regis\n  King Push flow prestigious, hoes suck me like leeches\n  X and Os, tic-tac-toes\n  Fuck 'em, duck 'em, let them go, on to the next\n  Got this in the decks of them Cali low-lows\n  Houston, candy paint, screwed up vocals\n  New York, Range Rov, sit on Mo-Mos\n  Pusha in that Bentley, G-T, oh no\n  Flow chameleon, worth 'bout a million\n  Sell Bolivian, Feds in oblivion\n  Bitch Brazilian, purse reptilian\n  Took her from far off island like Gilligan\n  Uh, I got jewels, plus wheels\n  Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n  I got, my steel, I'll peel\n  Pulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n  It's me ma, you ain't dreamin'\n  Starstruck bitch damn near stopped breathin'\n  So real that hon' ain't believin'\n  Out my bracelet, she can't make rhyme or reason\n  Soon as you get your heart involved\n  That's when I fall back, love, au revoir\n  So international, French Riviera\n  Love for foreign cars would explain my Carrera\n  Who cares when these fools talk?\n  Don't mean jack 'til that tool gotta talk\n  Icy wrists help me to cool off\n  And the second hand on this bitch, it moonwalk\n  Reminds me of how I applied myself\n  And why I now ride with Tiptronic help\n  Bankroll on overload\n  I eeny meeny miny moe them hoes, I'm so trill\n  Uh, I got jewels, plus wheels\n  Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n  I got, my steel, I'll peel\n  Pulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n  I got, my steel, I'll peel\n  Pulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n  G's up, rev them V's up\n  Federales trying to reach us to keep us\n  Flooded pieces, diamond size Reese's Pieces\n  You know who he is\n  Nigga talk show like Regis\n  King Push flow prestigious, hoes suck me like leeches\n  X and Os, tic-tac-toes\n  Fuck 'em, duck 'em, let them go, on to the next\n  Got this in the decks of them Cali low-lows\n  Houston, candy paint, screwed up vocals\n  New York, Range Rov, sit on Mo-Mos\n  Pusha in that Bentley, G-T, oh no\n  Flow chameleon, worth 'bout a million\n  Sell Bolivian, Feds in oblivion\n  Bitch Brazilian, purse reptilian\n  Took her from far off island like Gilligan\n  Uh, I got jewels, plus wheels\n  Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n  I got, my steel, I'll peel\n  Pulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n  It's me ma, you ain't dreamin'\n  Starstruck bitch damn near stopped breathin'\n  So real that hon' ain't believin'\n  Out my bracelet, she can't make rhyme or reason\n  Soon as you get your heart involved\n  That's when I fall back, love, au revoir\n  So international, French Riviera\n  Love for foreign cars would explain my Carrera\n  Who cares when these fools talk?\n  Don't mean jack 'til that tool gotta talk\n  Icy wrists help me to cool off\n  And the second hand on this bitch, it moonwalk\n  Reminds me of how I applied myself\n  And why I now ride with Tiptronic help\n  Bankroll on overload\n  I eeny meeny miny moe them hoes, I'm so trill\n  Uh, I got jewels, plus wheels\n  Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? What?)\n  I got, my steel, I'll peel\n  Pulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n[01:51.65] It's me ma, you ain't dreamin'\n[01:53.92] Starstruck bitch damn near stopped breathin'\n[01:56.38] So real that hon' ain't believin'\n[01:58.50] Out my bracelet, she can't make rhyme or reason\n[02:00.87] Soon as you get your heart involved\n[02:02.93] That's when I fall back, love, au revoir\n[02:05.13] So international, French Riviera\n[02:07.56] Love for foreign cars would explain my Carrera\n[02:09.96] Who cares when these fools talk?\n[02:12.08] Don't mean jack 'til that tool gotta talk\n[02:14.39] Icy wrists help me to cool off\n[02:16.58] And the second hand on this bitch, it moonwalk\n[02:19.01] Reminds me of how I applied myself\n[02:21.37] And why I now ride with Tiptronic help\n[02:23.56] Bankroll on overload\n[02:25.87] I eeny meeny miny moe them hoes, I'm so trill\n[02:28.17] Uh, I got jewels, plus wheels\n[02:30.58] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[02:32.80] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n[02:35.13] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[02:37.40] Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[02:40.03] Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n[02:41.85] Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n[02:44.32] Nigga I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n  I got, my steel, I'll peel\n  Pulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\nI got, my steel, I'll peel\nPulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\nYour girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\nAnd she feelin' around for them pills\nBitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nBitch I'm so trill (what?)\nNigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\nNigga I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n  I got, my steel, I'll peel\n  Pulling up on your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Bitch I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga I'm trill (you don't hear me though)\n  Nigga I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n\n  G's up, rev them V's up\n  Federals trying to reach us to keep us\n  Flooded pieces, diamond size Reese's Pieces\n  You know who he is\n  Nigga talk show like Regis (what?)\n  King Push flow prestigious, hoes suck me like leeches\n  X and O's, tic-tac-toes\n  Fuck 'em, duck 'em, let them go, on to the next (uh)\n\n  Got this in the decks of them Cali low-lows\n  Houston, candy paint, screwed up vocals\n  New York, Range ROV, sit on Mo-Mos\n  Pusha in that Bentley, G-T, oh no\n  Flow chameleon, worth 'bout a million\n  Sell Bolivian, Feds in oblivion\n  Bitch Brazilian, purse reptilian\n  Took her from far off island like Gilligan\n\n  Uh, I got jewels (uh), plus wheels (what?)\n  Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels (fuck out of here)\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Nigga, I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n[03:05.48] So many different things make me trill\n[03:07.52] Start with that \"B\" with wings over the grill\n[03:09.92] Maybe how my way with words make me mil's\n[03:12.18] Or maybe it's my way with birds, digital scales\n[03:14.78] Young, restless, talk so reckless\n[03:16.80] Two hundred thousand up in my necklace\n[03:19.20] Four of ya Hummers wrapped 'round my neck bitch\n[03:21.26] I ain't mention the Rollie red neck like Texas\n[03:23.33] To y'all ill-wishers who wanna take part\n[03:25.86] In me getting robbed, well, follow ya heart\n[03:28.32] And I'll waste ya, hell, I raised ya\n[03:30.75] Even let 'em cheat from my paper\n[03:33.05] Why does wealth make them hate me\n[03:34.98] And make chicks' hearts so achy, breaky?\n[03:37.57] Rarely do I toot my own horn\n[03:39.16] But y'all fellas got too far gone, now come back\n[03:41.67] Uh, I got jewels (uh), plus wheels (what?)\n[03:44.46] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[03:46.12] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels (fuck out of here)\n[03:49.01] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[03:51.05] Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[03:53.34] Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n[03:55.68] Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[03:57.85] Nigga, I'm so trill (what? What?)\n[03:59.89] I got my steel, I'll peel\n[04:02.72] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[04:04.48] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n[04:07.33] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[04:09.38] Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[04:11.55] Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n[04:13.93] Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[04:16.17] Nigga, I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n\n  I got my steel, I'll peel\n  Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Nigga, I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n\n  I got my steel, I'll peel\n  Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Nigga, I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n\nI got my steel, I'll peel\nPullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\nYour girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\nAnd she feelin' around for them pills\nBitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\nBitch, I'm so trill (what?)\nNigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\nNigga, I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n[01:33.50] I got my steel, I'll peel\n[01:36.46] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[01:38.19] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n[01:41.07] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[01:43.09] Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[01:45.24] Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n[01:47.60] Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[01:49.81] Nigga, I'm so trill (what? What?)\n[01:52.49] It's me, ma, you ain't dreamin'\n[01:54.61] Starstruck, bitch damn near stopped breathin'\n[01:56.92] So real that hon' ain't believin'\n[01:58.90] Out my bracelet, she can't make rhyme or reason\n[02:01.23] Soon as you get your heart involved\n[02:03.45] That's when I fall back, love, au revoir\n[02:06.00] So international, French Riviera\n[02:08.02] Love for foreign cars would explain my Carrera\n[02:09.92] Who cares when these fools talk?\n[02:12.75] Don't mean jack 'til that tool gotta talk\n[02:15.22] Icy wrists help me to cool off\n[02:17.16] And the second hand on this bitch, it moonwalk\n[02:19.70] Reminds me of how I applied myself\n[02:21.89] And why I now ride with Tiptronic help\n[02:24.46] Bankroll on overload\n[02:26.18] I eeny meeny miny moe them hoes, I'm so trill\n[02:27.59] Uh, I got jewels (uh), plus wheels (what?)\n[02:31.35] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[02:33.04] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels (fuck out of here)\n[02:35.84] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[02:37.95] Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[02:40.14] Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n[02:42.58] Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[02:44.64] Nigga, I'm so trill (what? What?)\n[02:46.61] I got my steel, I'll peel\n[02:49.57] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[02:51.32] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n[02:54.12] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[02:56.14] Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[02:58.46] Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n[03:00.77] Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[03:02.99] Nigga, I'm so trill (what? What?)\n[03:05.48] So many different things make me trill\n[03:07.52] Start with that \"B\" with wings over the grill\n[03:09.92] Maybe how my way with words make me mil's\n[03:12.18] Or maybe it's my way with birds, digital scales\n[03:14.78] Young, restless, talk so reckless\n[03:16.80] Two hundred thousand up in my necklace\n[03:19.20] Four of ya Hummers wrapped 'round my neck bitch\n[03:21.26] I ain't mention the Rollie red neck like Texas\n[03:23.33] To y'all ill-wishers who wanna take part\n[03:25.86] In me getting robbed, well, follow ya heart\n[03:28.32] And I'll waste ya, hell, I raised ya\n[03:30.75] Even let 'em cheat from my paper\n[03:33.05] Why does wealth make them hate me\n[03:34.98] And make chicks' hearts so achy, breaky?\n[03:37.57] Rarely do I toot my own horn\n[03:39.16] But y'all fellas got too far gone, now come back\n[03:41.67] Uh, I got jewels (uh), plus wheels (what?)\n[03:44.46] Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n[03:46.12] Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels (fuck out of here)\n[03:49.01] And she feelin' around for them pills\n[03:51.05] Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[03:53.34] Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n[03:55.68] Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n[03:57.85] Nigga, I'm so trill (what? 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What?)\n\n  I got my steel, I'll peel\n  Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Nigga, I'm so trill (what? What?)\n\n  It's me, ma, you ain't dreamin'\n  Starstruck, bitch damn near stopped breathin'\n  So real that hon' ain't believin'\n  Out my bracelet, she can't make rhyme or reason\n  Soon as you get your heart involved\n  That's when I fall back, love, au revoir\n  So international, French Riviera\n  Love for foreign cars would explain my Carrera\n\n  Who cares when these fools talk?\n  Don't mean jack 'til that tool gotta talk\n  Icy wrists help me to cool off\n  And the second hand on this bitch, it moonwalk\n  Reminds me of how I applied myself\n  And why I now ride with Tiptronic help\n  Bankroll on overload\n  I eeny meeny miny moe them hoes, I'm so trill\n\n  Uh, I got jewels (uh), plus wheels (what?)\n  Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels (fuck out of here)\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Nigga, I'm so trill (what? What?)\n\n  I got my steel, I'll peel\n  Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Nigga, I'm so trill (what? What?)\n\n  So many different things make me trill\n  Start with that \"B\" with wings over the grill\n  Maybe how my way with words make me mil's\n  Or maybe it's my way with birds, digital scales\n  Young, restless, talk so reckless\n  Two hundred thousand up in my necklace\n  Four of ya Hummers wrapped 'round my neck bitch\n  I ain't mention the Rollie red neck like Texas\n\n  To y'all ill-wishers who wanna take part\n  In me getting robbed, well, follow ya heart\n  And I'll waste ya, hell, I raised ya\n  Even let 'em cheat from my paper\n  Why does wealth make them hate me\n  And make chicks' hearts so achy, breaky?\n  Rarely do I toot my own horn\n  But y'all fellas got too far gone, now come back\n\n  Uh, I got jewels (uh), plus wheels (what?)\n  Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels (fuck out of here)\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Nigga, I'm so trill (what? What?)\n\n  I got my steel, I'll peel\n  Pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill\n  Your girl want Cosmos, Cristeels\n  And she feelin' around for them pills\n  Bitch, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Bitch, I'm so trill (what?)\n  Nigga, I'm trill (you don't hear me, though)\n  Nigga, I'm so trill (what? What?)\n"}]