Issue No 108 Trill Bitches Lyrics
Trill Bitches by Issue No. 108
Ah, I'm calling
Ah, I'm calling
I'm calling all my real bitches
Niggas jack wanna trill with ya
Politics wanna be with you
Subsquare niggas can't deal with you
.. step back at it
If you got a pretty face, you can turn it to the back
Gold on the neck, Johnny on the wrist
Quarters on the fee, your hoe don't exist
Got your L with, brothers wanna hate
I've been barking real shit, them hoes barking faith.
Tracks and tape mills looking great
A true ass bitch who can spot the old scent
Fly as fuck in the air like'
Them hoes wanna bite, they ain't got no sway
On the Instagram them hoes get mad
Be the main bitch.. the fans!
If a bitch wanna hate you, then she ain't on my level
Talking all the shits, seen them hoes to the devil
Nigga, I'm a rebel, been there with the medal
Corny ass niggas ain't popping like cattle.
Black on black, shit looking like the fuel
Somebody gotta die, it ain't gonna be me
I'm inside when I ride, I'm near every beat
Whole crib on my team, bitch ODD
Hook: (x2)
Where the trill bitches at?...
Forty ounce out' and the crowd picking'
Folding at the weed, the bitch know how to act
Where the trill bitches at?
Where the trill bitches at?
I'm calling all my real bitches
Niggas jack wanna trill with ya
Politics wanna be with you
Subsquare niggas can't deal with you
.. step back at it
If you got a pretty face, you can turn it to the back
' the black scale bend it
..lil girls wanna beat me
Bad girls rave me, that's a trill ass bitch
OG said I've been talking fresh kicks
Murder, murder, kill, kill
If that fucking movie set dollar bills
In the strip club chicken, no stiletto hills
Ain't with the fuck stel, tell you how the chill
Rolling, smoking, damn, pop a pill
On a daddy brown shit, pop an extra pill
If a bitch wanna hate you, then she ain't on my level
Talking all the shits, seen them hoes to the devil
Nigga, I'm a rebel, been there with the medal
Corny ass niggas ain't popping like cattle.
Black on black, shit looking like the fuel
Somebody gotta die, it ain't gonna be me
I'm inside when I ride, I'm near every beat
Whole crib on my team, bitch ODD
Hook: (x2)
Where the trill bitches at?...
Forty ounce out' and the crowd picking'
Folding at the weed, the bitch know how to act
Where the trill bitches at?
Where the trill bitches at?
Ah, I'm calling
I'm calling all my real bitches
Niggas jack wanna trill with ya
Politics wanna be with you
Subsquare niggas can't deal with you
.. step back at it
If you got a pretty face, you can turn it to the back
Gold on the neck, Johnny on the wrist
Quarters on the fee, your hoe don't exist
Got your L with, brothers wanna hate
I've been barking real shit, them hoes barking faith.
Tracks and tape mills looking great
A true ass bitch who can spot the old scent
Fly as fuck in the air like'
Them hoes wanna bite, they ain't got no sway
On the Instagram them hoes get mad
Be the main bitch.. the fans!
If a bitch wanna hate you, then she ain't on my level
Talking all the shits, seen them hoes to the devil
Nigga, I'm a rebel, been there with the medal
Corny ass niggas ain't popping like cattle.
Black on black, shit looking like the fuel
Somebody gotta die, it ain't gonna be me
I'm inside when I ride, I'm near every beat
Whole crib on my team, bitch ODD
Hook: (x2)
Where the trill bitches at?...
Forty ounce out' and the crowd picking'
Folding at the weed, the bitch know how to act
Where the trill bitches at?
Where the trill bitches at?
I'm calling all my real bitches
Niggas jack wanna trill with ya
Politics wanna be with you
Subsquare niggas can't deal with you
.. step back at it
If you got a pretty face, you can turn it to the back
' the black scale bend it
..lil girls wanna beat me
Bad girls rave me, that's a trill ass bitch
OG said I've been talking fresh kicks
Murder, murder, kill, kill
If that fucking movie set dollar bills
In the strip club chicken, no stiletto hills
Ain't with the fuck stel, tell you how the chill
Rolling, smoking, damn, pop a pill
On a daddy brown shit, pop an extra pill
If a bitch wanna hate you, then she ain't on my level
Talking all the shits, seen them hoes to the devil
Nigga, I'm a rebel, been there with the medal
Corny ass niggas ain't popping like cattle.
Black on black, shit looking like the fuel
Somebody gotta die, it ain't gonna be me
I'm inside when I ride, I'm near every beat
Whole crib on my team, bitch ODD
Hook: (x2)
Where the trill bitches at?...
Forty ounce out' and the crowd picking'
Folding at the weed, the bitch know how to act
Where the trill bitches at?
Where the trill bitches at?