Lyrics Pif - Ginger Trill

Niggas started talking like they own the crown
They getting gassed, they start to joke around
They known to clown on the internet when they smoke the loud
They fix their lips when they sober now
That bass in your voice you gon' have to tone it down
Brainstorming on drugs is what probably cloud they judgement
I shoot a blank and I laugh at how they gon' try to duck it
I made you look my nigga, aye
Who gettin' all the buckets?
I end you all in public, don't ever fuck with
Y'all niggas know the truth, yeah
Fuck all that tweetin', I'm in the vocal booth
That's the notion I'm open to
Way too many quotables
How old are you man? Real threats ain't downloadable
Standing next to me! You're not the best, you're the closest to him
Man, I ain't get the message, you ain't address it right
Yougon' have to send it twice
Potchefstroom papi, I gave her pipe and the best advice
So far ahead of my time, this like my second life
You bitches guessed it right
Married to this game, this life a bitch and my second wife, yah
The city proud cause we reppin' right
Still got the hunger, you niggas done lost the appetite
Legendary status, got bragging rights to the afterlife
Yah, I cut off distractions and made a sacrifice
It's Trilluminati, who gettin' bodied?
Shooters beside me, who want try it?
All of y'all on my call log can get called out
Playing hard ball with this ball hog, I crossed over
Y'all slipping and nah dawg, that's your fault
See y'all already been forewarned of the onslaught
You soft porn and they encore for this hard core
Scholar of the hardknocks, I tutored all the sophomores
Don't even mention a freshman in the same breath
As his excellence when we talking 'bout scoreboards
Dawg!