This is a song about "Yung trill"

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

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

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

Fuck the rest, we keep it nice and trill, southern takeover

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Im a yung nigga gettn it swea to god ill laugh at yo lil stupid ass playn with me

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

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

Got the skills to pay the bills, stay trill

As i light one for ill will

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

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