Trilla Zilla 3 (Interlude)

Mac in tha lac and just swang

Yell out money ain't a thang

Cut some oldies and just sang

Whatever you do, do yo thang

Pimp C woulda did tha same

Trill as fuck we ain't playing

This for my **** sipping wock

Candy color cars it don't stop

Come thru swinging on ya block

**** real peaceful but hands on they glocks

Trill as shit

Who chill as this

H Town gon be feeling this

Got green in blunt but purple in my cub

Grillz in my mouth **** I don't give a fuck

Styrofoam in ya hand throw that bitch up

Sip that shit up till you throwed in this bitch

Zilla switching flows and hoes on this bitch

Showing **** how it really go in this bitch

Little Trill ass Zilla

Jersey boy but all tha way in tha south I'm still that ****

**** is talking it but ain't really living it

I ain't been feeling it

Y'all **** civilians bitch

Them rats and fake **** who you been chillin with

But you don't watch the clock, cuz your sport they would kill for it it

Tha way I rap I need a twenty million deal for it

We done hit a breakdown on this Trilla Shit

Too much skill for this yeah go ahead and pop a seal to this

My shit should be in brail tha way they feeling this

On Tha throne I'm tryna pop a squat

**** talking greasy cuz they not as hot

Popping shit **** a pop up on ya block like a pop up shop

Now we back

Back in tha lac

Smoking packs by the sack

What's fucking with that

So throwed can't see what's in front of you

So throwed going like twenty down twenty-two

Oh my god

I'm moving like a turtle

Oh my god

No more of tha purple

Or tha pink tha yellow or tha red

Shit been killing my head

Prolly my liver too

And it's more shit that I gotta live to do

So lemme stop and just chill

No more poppin them seals

And all my **** please put down them pills

And that's just real

Shit is too trill

For us to be killed

By some man made drugs

**** talk tough but they man made thugs

Run up on Zilla be a bandaid thug

I said we don't give a fuck bitch

We don't give a fuck

I said smoke a couple geebs bitch

Smoke a couple geebs

I said we don't give a fuck bitch

We don't give a fuck

I said smoke a couple geebs bitch

Smoke a couple geebs

I said we don't give a fuck bitch

We don't give a fuck

I said smoke a couple geebs bitch

Smoke a couple geebs

We don't give a fuck

Tell tha government I'm pro choice and they pro bitch

All thesep olitics make me so sick

Sometimes I feel hopeless

But I be smoking blowfish

That Mrs. puff

For seven whole years I had to piss in cups

Now I'm living up to my name

Twogeebs every minute till I'm stuck in my brain

Bitch I'm fucking insane

But this rapping coming naturally

**** send me beats and I'm sending back casualties

Now producers after me

I'm on one hundred everyday ain't got no fucking chill out

Tell tha labels bring them fucking bills out

Like Brandon Beane

Tha only thing a **** ever plead was insanity

Shout out to my **** and my family

Them people took a chance with me

Everything seem made up

This shit right here a layup

An easy TWO

GEEBS who you speaking to

So watch your fucking tone ****

Looking out a scope when I say I watch tha throne ****