Trill Burr

Wipe me down, wipe me up
 Got my mind out the box, Lil Boosie
 Pour me up, light me up
 Every nigga with us smoke fruity
 Every nigga with us got a cutie
 Every cutie with us got a booty
 Damn, one of these booties got cooties
 Puttin' on for my city, it my duty
 I's riding round with the guns out, Rich
 Pulled up, spot tha crips, seen blood in the kitchen
 In the truck so a nigga with tha drugs for a nigga, grip some
 No love when you livin', they don't wanna see you winnin'
 Like me, Petey make the time start tickin'
 Make the world keep spinnin', with the rhymes I'm spittin'
 All we needed was a shot, like the drive-by victims
 Don't question my vision
 Fuck is you talkin' bout
 I'm gone in my head, I'm gone in my head
 I smoke on the reg but don't smoke on no reg
 I'm growin' my dreads, look like I just rolled outta bed
 Move when I talk, look how I move, I'm a sloth
 My tool'll unscrew you apart
 All of my muses are dark
 Yeah
 Fuck a gas, feed the flame
 Drinkin' tears, eat the pain
 Blaze a trail, leave a lane
 Gave Habib a hunnid for a dutch and told him keep the change
 Hit the ground, bitch, kiss the ground
 Whip, whip around, grip the pound
 Cake, flip around, switch, switch the sound
 As I please, fast, pass the weed, get lifted now
 Burn the city dry then set up shop in a different town
 Hit the ground, bitch, kiss the ground
 Whip, whip around, grip the pound
 Cake, flip around, switch, switch the sound
 As I please, fast, pass the weed, get lifted now
 Burn the city dry then set up shop in a different town