lirik lagu bun b - trill over everything
[intro: [?]]
yeah
trill over everything, huh?
[?] with me
i was brought up on these pa streets
raised off efectos and three patin suites
rest in peace lil don and dee ray
they was the hardest to me
see this trill way of life is part of me like a artery
and when it comes to, it ain’t no bargain
so to the ones misinformin’, here’s your fair warning
we trill over everything
nah, for real
[verse 1: bun b]
my cadillac and my chrome rims
st-tch and tuck and my paint job
vogue tires, my neon lights
trunk on bang and my sh-t hard
top drop and my trunk pop
wood grain and it’s all new
spruced up and i’m juiced up
and my deuce chunked when i fall through
piece ‘n chain and my gold ring
rolex and that desert lid
i’m g’ed up from the feet up
when we meet up, you can tell the sh-t
you love me, i’m benevolent
cross me, it’s malevolence
your b-tch bad, but mine better b-tch
put a p-ssy up, we could settle it
i ride slow and i sit low
hat c-cked and my gun too
wit my levi’s and my jordan 5’s
white tee that’s how bun do
only roll with one crew
one side, one town
that’s pa, and that’s all day
sun up ‘til it’s sun down
pimp city, bun town
live for it and die too
don’t disrespect when i slide through
or them trill n-gg-s’ll slide you
i’m from the south, i’m a southern n-gg-
corn bread in the oven n-gg-
big woman give me lovin’ cousin
you can hate it or love it n-gg-
[pre-chorus]
either you about it or you not
it’s trill over everything
some sh-t you can never change
b-tch i came up underground to the top
with diamonds against the wood grain
word to the candy frame
[chorus]
it’s all trill, f-ck how they feel
that’s how it is
it’s all trill, f-ck how they feel
that’s how it is
it’s trill, f-ck how they feel
that’s how it is
it’s all trill, f-ck how they feel
that’s how it is
[verse 2]
yeah it’s big bun, i’m forever trill
o.g. getting better still
coming down, candy red deville
can’t break me off n-gg-, bet a mil’
don’t try me hoe, you already know
if you ever think about approaching me
i’m self-made, self-paid
now n-gg- say he was coaching me
and i don’t know what they told you
but f-ck with me and i’ll fold you
i’m not the one, neither hands or gun
step to bun, that’s a bold move
i’m cold n-gg-, [?] n-gg-
i’m the equivalent, i’ll hurt your soul n-gg-
them lies that you told n-gg-
i’m really livin’ the ignorance
straight up out of them backwoods
deep south, dirt roads
trill n-gg-s that’ll hurt hoes
play p-ssy, get your skirt rolled
now you exposed and it’s plain as day
that’s the price of them games you played
all them lies is about to arise
is some sh-t you just can’t explain, no way
rep-representing that south n-gg-
gold teeth in my mouth n-gg-
pray to god, but i’ll pull your guard slow
make me run up in yo house n-gg-
i’m a man, you a mouse n-gg-
make it rain ‘til you doused n-gg-
clean as f-ck, you a louse n-gg-
i’m carnivore, watch me pounce n-gg-
[pre-chorus]
either you about it or you not
it’s trill over everything
some sh-t you can never change
b-tch i came up underground to the top
with diamonds against the wood grain
word to the candy frame
[chorus]
it’s all trill, f-ck how they feel
that’s how it is
it’s all trill, f-ck how they feel
that’s how it is
it’s trill, f-ck how they feel
that’s how it is
it’s all trill, f-ck how they feel
that’s how it is
(check one two, what it do?
this sh-t right, let’s go)
[verse 3: k!lla kyleon]
this h-town where the prince king
pop my truck and let the lip sing
talkin’ about -j-c-l-t- a clipse scene
get the metal to your mouth like a lip ring
got even ‘cause i beat the odds
no hand you dig from the beach abroad
lookin’ for super head, i’m columbus sh-r-
from the gl-ss to the floor when i stomp the yard
minty blue, ben frank just to paint the door
sittin’ on vogue like a toilet seat
h-town n-gg-, where the georgia beach?
pockets on fed, but i hardly eat
ain’t ‘bout money, then i hardly speak
still sell chicken, but avoid the beef
bang, bang, bang, where the ruger piece?
bringin’ to your door like uber eats
king not born, i am the man
at&t n-gg-, i’m in demand
cic n-gg-, i’m in command
barrack, no drummer, go rollie on my hand
pick the same braids with her brick gold
she a green light, yeah your b-tch gold
won your hole moments where the d-ck go
keep it one hundred, you a miss-roll
i’m 6 feet, starin’ at my sack
i’m 6-4, sweet jane jones
i’m pimp c, church on sunday
only a b-tch roll, sippin’ on oil
no crisco, smokin’ on gas
i’d frisco, burner on debt
but i move n-gg-, quicker than diarrhea
let the sh-t go
(brrah!)
[pre-chorus]
either you about it or you not
it’s trill over everything
some sh-t you can never change
b-tch i came up underground to the top
with diamonds against the wood grain
word to the candy frame
[chorus]
it’s all trill, f-ck how they feel
that’s how it is
it’s all trill, f-ck how they feel
that’s how it is
it’s trill, f-ck how they feel
that’s how it is
it’s all trill, f-ck how they feel
that’s how it is
[outro]
trill, trill, trill, trill, trill, trill, trill…
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