This is a song about "Trill niggas"

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Keep it trill for the hoes

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

The savage life behind the mic, now everybody hollerin' about trill entertainment

Im just an average white kid, nah i aint (freaking) trill

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Keep it real and trill, all of you, love y'all, be a star!

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

He look at me like "that trill nigga like jigga sitting on his villa"