Trill Fam
Young Savage you can catch me
Catch me
Fresh kicks fresh bows and a fresh tee
Fresh tee
With two crucial a*s h*es yea that's me
That's me
Look at him his eyes closed he ain't even sleep
Say Boosie chill wit all that swervin' too much d**e in here
N***a slow down you betta think about Big Head and Pimp
Y'all want that savage s**t
Savage s**t
I gotta represent
Y'all want some rider s**t
Rider s**t
Well here it is then
How you ridin
Bad b***h hair did nails feet too
How you ridin
Leather seats TV's with the beat too
How you ridin
Gettin bent behind tint you can't see through
And my rims way bigger than yours
Red truck blue truck green truck black truck
Suburban Excursion that Tahoe that Lac truck
F**k it a bucket a Delta a Cutlass
A Regal a Monte whatever you thuggin'
It's suped up it's couped up it fold down with great sound
When summer hit you gotta keep the roof up or it go down
That bad b***h now she be in that Mustang or that Sebring
Or stuntin her a*s off in that '05 her man bought
How much your paint cost
Look like it just got rained on
Tell me this when you stop do your rims stop or they keep goin
Your Nissan your Neon your old man Caprice own
You finna take off them twenties and put them big 23's on
Watchin the latest DVDs with the TV's on
It's hot AC in winter can turn your heat on
You hear them loud pipes as soon as you put your feet on
Bicycles motorbikes whatever you on the street on
You went the cheap route or do that deck pop out
You gon' let that tech pop out if that mess pop out
How you ridin
Want you ain't worried bout flossin
You hollerin f**k what I'm talking your s**t better than walkin
Expired stickers up on it look like the junkyard on it
The 26's up on it and Boocu b***hes up on it
What kina motor up in it think it can f**k with that Hemi
I gotta Cutlass 350 will leave your a*s by a distance
You ain't customly did it or oringally interior
Your like them Westside n***az'll sit that thang on them switches
Them by 9's be tickin you broke the rearview mirrors
But that's the 415 s**t I run with the 412
I gotta 'llac chrome grill on the factory rims
H*es piled up in here all on laps be still
Can't wait to get to the room nimblin on my ear
Y'all gon' get it just chill let me control this wheel
Hot gun half a bird man I ride like that
I ain't even tryna swerve I just drive like that
With a Beyonce face and some thighs like that
Attitude like Trina and a a*s that fat
F**k it I done told my cousin you can have that Lac
Gon get your shine on watch what I'm gon' snatch
I don't know but off the top I'm spendin 85 stacks
With them cozy a*s seats that massage my back
Jacksonville Mississippi A Town y'all n***az wit me
They talk funny but them boys makin money in New York City
Took some trips up to Houston be all the D Town bootin
Greg Street what's happenin to they love that Gangsta Musik
If you gon' do it then do it from the Benzes to Buicks
Let your ends look stupid drop them up 22 it
Y'all n***az is clueless don't you worry bout Trill
This another hit for y'all stupid clowns to steal
Gametime
