This is a song about "Trill life yah yah"

Talkin bout that trill life

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Use kendrick's line, i'll tell yah whatcha you're doing wrong

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

I rep yung bloods/ yeah dey get it right/ bez close yah eyes/ cuz my fame is bright/

Cant belive any girl would wanna lay yah,

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Coming straight at yah watch yah back

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Yah i got the mostly deadly and sick verse,

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Leave the ill, get the strong when i watch yah blood spill