Trill Dollar & Dollar Bin & Trilly Trills - Drip Trill

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Plate with the gold trims
Shorty you know him
Wear the bra with no rim
Im tryna go in
She calling more friends
Chick is like wassup what you drinking on I said gin
Wit some lemonade if you could make it happen shorty count me in
Squeeze the lemons though
I don't fuck wit the Minute Maid
Had about 4 cups nigga caught the whole fade
She hit the bubbler I'm under nigga she super high
The camo gilet is the only way a nigga superdry
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Uh yah
Fucking wit a leaky faucet,100
Changed into the fresh Nike Cortez
You niggas is all dead
Rap will crack a forehead
The bars is so hard and now the floor red
Fucking wit a spitter
Shit too cold when you roll wit a winner
TR write 100 songs in December
It's how I stay warm in the winter
Uh no Supreme fit
Drip more heavy than supreme bricks
50 years old in ya teen fit
We call that a mean brick yah
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
In Ricetti socks
I max well like Fetty Wap uh
Rugby is lit
You know a nigga comfy as shit
Nugget rings like I'm rza
She want a weekend like sza
Shit I'll provide I'll deliver
Give shorty all the smoke no dza
Uh, wit her top off
She just tryna get knocked off
Yah really Trilly Popoff
Drenched off in that hot sauce
Yah gravy
Back stroking too wavy
Shorty tried to pursued me
To stay the night but I'm gravy I
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy

Written by:
Aaron Smith

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