Ayo (grr)

Ayo (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Ayo, I know some lowheads that'll stick you for your horse

No remorse, I weigh the MAC-12 out the Porsche

Surely you and me look alike, I sell brick for sport

We on the rec yard, some Kings stabbed him on the court (ah)

40 with your d**k make the whole crowd scatter (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

All my niggas rich, from the shooter to the bagger

Balenciaga duffle bag filled with whole slabs

Step on these Ricks, you gettin' toe tagged (boom, boom, boom, boom)

TrillStatik, you know this s**t dope, right?

I swear I been fly my whole life (I been fly my whole life)

A n***a be paranoid (a n***a be paranoid)

I sleep with the pole every night

God is the greatest, looked at my plug like we made it

My style look like Kerry James Marshall painted it (ah)

I heard your album and I hated it (ah)

Fuck it, you need to stop rappin' n***a and wait a bit

A bulldog with the leash off

Grabbed the gloves and polished the piece off

Yo f*ck homie, he soft

And I'm concrete, realest n***a on feet

The shotgun is riding shotgun, I'm feeling complete

Don't ride down Bun's street, it won't end good

I'm triple OG motherfucker, I've been good

From the west side to Windwood, haters know

You barkin' up the wrong tree, that ain't the way to go

Pull a big thing with them extras out

That's what that big boy flex about, you niggas up next, I'm out

'Cause I don't really do this sucka s**t

For real, you must not know who you fuckin' with

It's 100 when you see me

I get Jordans from Mike Jordan, man you niggas couldn't be me

I used to have a pocket full of stones

Now I got properties and homes, there ain't no stoppin' me, it's on n***a

Uh, hangin' out with Bun and West, grab my gun and vest

100% chance body died, know nothing less

Before the live streams, it was crime scenes

Mercedes Benz with the rims since I was 19

Greatest Puerto Rican rapper since Joe and Pun

You could line up a 100 and couldn't show me one

Take my time with this verse until I know it's done

My mama had nightmares they killed her only son

Walked into the store to cop a Limbase

Some kid got shot in this mente, they ended his day

My whip the color of yay but I don't whip yay

And when I did, it was heavy, I had my s**t sprayed

Now we streaming on TIDAL, they let this s**t play

Made history with my idols, we had a big day

It's TrillStatik 'cause real hip-hop matters

You can bite the idea, but we had it before you had it, facts