Lyric Infiltrate
[Trillville - Infiltrate]
Bill-me Clinton (yeah)
Trillville (right) I see you sir
Bout to crank this motherfucker up right (yeah)
Tellin y all bout these muh fuckin Donnie Brasco-ass niggaz
Muh fuckin snakes in the grass nigga (I see you)
Get ate up by these muh fuckin sharks nigga
Knahmtalkinbout? Yeah, yeah..
[Verse One]
Dunn we stay on the road mo than construction workers
My pockets stay, fatter than them niggaz eatin them burgers
Me, I m a Red Lobster nigga
Lobster bar, eatin like a mobster nigga
Trillville, I m a R, cause I m a trill nigga
Trilltown on the right cause I ma put in the light
Ayy, ayy, dese niggaz don t know me
I m the same nigga befo , and not the BET
Call me Corleone or Don P
It doesn t matter cause it s allllllll me
Like if I was to push a whip, Cartiers, and gold teeth
You would STILL see me in the streets, muh fucker
[Chorus]
Dese niggaz think dey slick, tryin to infiltrate my click
But they cain t, cause as soon as I say AYYY, we all goin my way
Tryin to take my cheese, man that shit ain t gon work with me
Cause as soon as I say YEAHHH, everybody comin with me
[Verse Two]
I gotta have the fresh shit dat {?} me
Ho you ain t gettin in less you show some ID
I m a 106 n like AJ and Free
And I m poppin Cristal, Moet and Hennessy
Cause I m way too cool, but I ll be damned if a nigga try
disrespect my shit, watch a hatin nigga die
It s too much money but, not enough time
But if you get your foot, in the do , then you gotta climb
to the top, but haters gon hate, want you to flop
But if you get rollin the thang gon pop
I ma get bread whether it s cold or hot
And when we come through the city all the hoes gon flock
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Well it s King once again for the 2005
Dirty mouth the Gucci man Trillville on the rise
Trilltown dey in motion, Don P on my side
And you know I keep the potion full of gnac in my ride
Steppin out lookin good with Desire cologne
My main focus is to leave with somethin to take home
Now it s back in my zone, custom 3 what I claim
Never let these bitch niggaz get me off of my game
Now it s back to the lab, to read up on the yap
Lil Atlanta hit me up to let me know bout the trap
Everythang s all good, now it s back to the hood
Got some broads do it all, loves grippin the wood
I m a G about mine so nigga what about you
Get your mind off my money before my gun s on you
I don t have to play games therefore I don t make moves
I just post on the block with a million deuce
[Chorus]
Ewww
Bill-me Clinton, yeah
Trillville, I see you sir
Hehe
Right
I see you
Bill-me Clinton (yeah)
Trillville (right) I see you sir
Bout to crank this motherfucker up right (yeah)
Tellin y all bout these muh fuckin Donnie Brasco-ass niggaz
Muh fuckin snakes in the grass nigga (I see you)
Get ate up by these muh fuckin sharks nigga
Knahmtalkinbout? Yeah, yeah..
[Verse One]
Dunn we stay on the road mo than construction workers
My pockets stay, fatter than them niggaz eatin them burgers
Me, I m a Red Lobster nigga
Lobster bar, eatin like a mobster nigga
Trillville, I m a R, cause I m a trill nigga
Trilltown on the right cause I ma put in the light
Ayy, ayy, dese niggaz don t know me
I m the same nigga befo , and not the BET
Call me Corleone or Don P
It doesn t matter cause it s allllllll me
Like if I was to push a whip, Cartiers, and gold teeth
You would STILL see me in the streets, muh fucker
[Chorus]
Dese niggaz think dey slick, tryin to infiltrate my click
But they cain t, cause as soon as I say AYYY, we all goin my way
Tryin to take my cheese, man that shit ain t gon work with me
Cause as soon as I say YEAHHH, everybody comin with me
[Verse Two]
I gotta have the fresh shit dat {?} me
Ho you ain t gettin in less you show some ID
I m a 106 n like AJ and Free
And I m poppin Cristal, Moet and Hennessy
Cause I m way too cool, but I ll be damned if a nigga try
disrespect my shit, watch a hatin nigga die
It s too much money but, not enough time
But if you get your foot, in the do , then you gotta climb
to the top, but haters gon hate, want you to flop
But if you get rollin the thang gon pop
I ma get bread whether it s cold or hot
And when we come through the city all the hoes gon flock
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Well it s King once again for the 2005
Dirty mouth the Gucci man Trillville on the rise
Trilltown dey in motion, Don P on my side
And you know I keep the potion full of gnac in my ride
Steppin out lookin good with Desire cologne
My main focus is to leave with somethin to take home
Now it s back in my zone, custom 3 what I claim
Never let these bitch niggaz get me off of my game
Now it s back to the lab, to read up on the yap
Lil Atlanta hit me up to let me know bout the trap
Everythang s all good, now it s back to the hood
Got some broads do it all, loves grippin the wood
I m a G about mine so nigga what about you
Get your mind off my money before my gun s on you
I don t have to play games therefore I don t make moves
I just post on the block with a million deuce
[Chorus]
Ewww
Bill-me Clinton, yeah
Trillville, I see you sir
Hehe
Right
I see you