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Trill Talk lyrics

Performer Josè Trillz

Trill Talk song lyrics by Josè Trillz official

Trill Talk is a song in English

In this bitch by myself so you know that clutching

Rip My cousin

Know you heard about Trillz bitch I'm hot like a oven

You seen me in public wouldn't think nun of it



But if I'm by myself then bitch leave me alone

cnd don't hit up my phone

That lil nigga lit and he straight outta cove

Yo Lil nigga bad but I'm bad to the bone



I spent a lil grip on my necklace alone

I get the pack going going gone

If didn't need a plug I'd do this on my own

But until then imma I got deals on a zone



But until then I got deals on the Za (that's what they call it)

I'm just tryna get by

She said that she loved me looked dead in my eyes

I woke up that morning to sunny surprise



You must be tryna die cause who nigga you smoking

You ain't smokin shit cause you out in the open

The fact that they saying they'll slide got me hopin

On 05 deuce triple o who joking



You talk about demons you don't know the half

cll the shit that you want us the shit that I have

I really beat niggas up you can go ask my dad the fact that my name in they mouth got me mad

But I gotta chill out

Caddy said that shit gone come wit the clout

But if I see a opp I ain't pouting em out

I ain't saying a thing ion fight wit my mouth

Bitch I'm dragging my Rs cause I'm straight from the south

What all of that wolfing and walking about

I'll walk in this and start walking it out

I'll walk in this butch and start chalkin em out



Had to drop the pack off cause my hands gettin crabby

Magical carpet this bitch from clladin

Yeen never dropped no bag on a baddy

Yeen never slid the same night wit a addy

Yeen never rolled up a nigga dead daddy

Reach out yo hand I bet bread yo won't grab it

You stole out my hand fuck you you can have it

I ain't never had a personal of savage

But these niggas hoes and they act like sum faggots

To be honest I can knock out the bass of the drum

I put that on bj this choppa on replay

You wanna get stupid then we can get dum

Shout out Lil CJ I'll put him on three way cause he got respect from my mom

I had no food in my mouth on big Cory couch had to steal from the store I was young

They better say copperas cove Texas whenever I'm flexing and someone gone ask where I'm from

These niggas too grimy and messy they cut off they blessing I promise I'm here when it's done
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