Lyrics Illest - Trampa

We be the illest
We be the illest in here
I know you feel us
We be the illest in here
Illest in here
We so motherfuckin' ill
We so motherfuckin' ill
Ill, motherfucker, ill
We so motherfuckin' ill
Illin' out from LA, I be illin' out all the way
Got an email from my K-Town chick that wanna hook up and blaze
I've got OG cannabis, girl, one puff'll put you in your grave
Got three pills and four Jimmy hats 'cause we don't Kid 'n Play
Hop out, yo, guess who's gettin' drunk?
No motherfuckers can out-drink us
If you're tipping that heat, don't get drowned
So cold, polar bears on my nuts
Y'all know just who we be
I hold it down for the East
'Cause I keeps it pimpin', Peter Griffin
Yellow tinted on zebras
Dripping on your couches
Dripping on your couches
Sippin' Tanqueray...