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g-code - trilly trills lyrics

[vesre 1: trilly trills]
well alright
i brought a few dogs and they all bite
ha, i think you like it raw right
well trills spittin’ that got ’em all tight
i told these muf*ckas we ain’t playing games
b*tch boys in the lane and they sayin’ names
snitch b*st*rds
your now f*cking with the trillmatic
homie asthmatic
wit’ the flow, n*ggas loosing bruh
trick muf*ckas loosing stacks
i be up in ya broad i select her and shorty just bring it back
she love f*cking wit’ the top rhymers
you be tricking off and you eating top ramen
silly ass n*gga
that ain’t yo broad that’s trilly ass n*gga

[chorus: trilly trills]
they put me in the game imma deebo
bringing sh*t live to ya peephole
shorty wanna ride wit’ a g though
and we never break the g code
crack anothеr bottle of the pinot
hit it out the park grеat bambino
see me in my g mode
the realest n*ggas never break the g code
[verse 2: tru trilla]
hey fella
we push that rock like carmelo
put it in like big d*cks in v*g*n*s
get that bread and that plate of lasagna
this pressure i’m applying have you screaming tapping out crying
you probably catch me out of sight, out of state, new plates
new face one 4 0 case
i remember this though, yo once said
old advice from ol’ head
you can escape pol*ice but the real gangsters is the feds
i know that’s quite right
hold up nephew yo youngin’
hold that chrome pipe right
before we all get son and wrapped for life like shorty last night
they bugged his jeep
tracked him with the satellite ambushed him in the street
smushed him with heat
they say money make the world go round
i say it make a crooked cop girl go down
you faking n*ggas stop trippin’
you ain’t pitchin’
last year you did ya taxes off of snitchin’

[chorus: trilly trills]
they put me in the game imma deebo
bringing sh*t live to ya peephole
shorty wanna ride wit’ a g though
and we never break the g code
crack another bottle of the pinot
hit it out the park great bambino
see me in my g mode
the realest n*ggas never break the g code
[verse 3: prince ak]
i go in like tom brady ain’t no if ands or maybes
being broke will drive you crazy and belittled by ya lady
you don’t work they say you lazy
she like fashion from the 80’s
car beamers and mercedes said she wanna have my baby
told me that she’ll never play me
house keys yo she gave me yo she diggin’ my swag
said my style mad gravy yo i hate to brag
but disciplined in the navy
plus i’m feeling her too yo i call her sweet sadie
brush my hair until it’s wavy when i’m dirty yo she bathe me
we tight sandford and grady or even lebron and wad*e
i’m getting this f*cking paper she’ll never f*cking degrade me
top scale yo she rape me she seen the hoodlum can break me
she seen the n*ggas they hate me she see my future is cakey
only earthquake can shake me i told her that n*ggas is faking
i be coming on strong beat my chest like kong
it’s a g code all day never living wrong

- trilly trills lyrics

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