[Intro]
Yeah, real shit, real shit
Real shit, real shit
Everybody need a trill bitch
I'ma one take this
It goes like ummm...

[Verse 1]
Nice ass, perky tits
You just out here working shit
Make me feel like how I am is bad
I don’t deserve this chick
But you be the worthiest
She keep it a Benjamin
All up in my preference
Up in my text messages
N***s all day, paragraphs
All about the boy, yo
You cook me up some pollo
My bad chick, oh damn she loyal
Talking bout when you fucking make it
You gon’ kill the game no doubt
Because you’re dope as fuck
With or without me, and I respect that
Cool with mom, cool with pop
Cool with all my ninjas too
If he puts his hands on you
I swear I’ll put a hit on dude
And you don’t even hit on dudes
That’s why I’m feeling fit for you
I ain’t even done talking this shit to you
Real shit, real shit

[Hook]
When I look into your eyes
You know that I can see that you’re the trillest bitch alive
Oh, you're mine
When I look into your eyes
You know that I can see that you’re the trillest bitch alive
You and I
When I look into your eyes
You know that I can see that you’re the trillest bitch alive
Damn, you're fine
When I look into your eyes
You know that I can see, you know, you know that I can see that you’re the

[Verse 2]
I don’t even smoke, but you could roll up
They used to make fun of your looks but now you’re grown up
You're with the clique, you're with the shits, your stylo’s so nuts
Like we dem boyz, we dem boyz, baby hold up, hold up
Hold me down for that paper
I provide the world, you provide it back
And I make money, at least trying to
I take a trip away and I might be back
And you don’t even feel neglected, I know bitches be envisioned
But I’m never thirsty asking for their digits, I got you at home
And we ain’t even really gotta lie, baby
I learned that loving one is really not a crime, baby
She like, “When can you be there?” I’m wishing all the time, baby
But you know I gotta be here on my grind, but you mine
Real shit, real shit
[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Hold up, jump to get them jeans on
This that bad bitch theme song
You’re the one I lean on
I squeeze that ass and kiss your lips
I know you be with the shits
I swear to God we in this bitch
You see my bitch like gimme that
I look at you like step on back
Them tits, I got a grip on that
For every single little pleasure
I just wanna be your man, you know I can’t promise forever
But you're trill though

[Hook]