This is a song about "Trilling"

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

Ass fat, tap that put it on the ground

It's weak-ful, i don't preach! i tap keys to each beat!

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

The words that i speak are extremely vibrant,

Checkmate, at y’all pace y’all must got a lean diet

Or going to a festival. for a thrill

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

Car with no limit what

Zone 1, sosa rolled, stand up

Get a girl and then thrill her

Going broke, no sir

It's weak-ful, i don't preach! i tap keys to each beat!

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet