[Intro]
Thrillboy
Yeah yeah

[Chorus]
Walk in the mall, smellin' like some good gas
Run up on me, then you gonna get whacked
Roll up the wood, fill it up, with the thrax
Talking all that shit, gonna get your head cracked
You ain't really livin' that, you puttin' on an act
Pull up on us, then the Glock gonna subtract
Countin' up these bands, I fell in love with the racks

[Verse]
My shooter he on go, he just popped a flat
Junkies hit my phone, yeah, they gonna relapse
Bullets hollow tips, make an opp collapse
I see them hatin', but I put them on the map
He actin' like he trap, and he ain't never trap
He actin' like he finesse, and he ain't never finesse
I'm number 1, yeah I know that I'm the best
It's raining bullets, so you better get a vest, yeah

[Chorus]
Walk in the mall, smellin' like some good gas
Run up on me, then you gonna get whacked
Roll up the wood, fill it up, with the thrax
Talking all that shit, gonna get your head cracked
You ain't really livin' that, you puttin' on an act
Pull up on us, then the Glock gonna subtract
Countin' up these bands, I fell in love with the racks
[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah I'm in love with the racks
Yeah, yeah I'm in love with the thrax
Opp see this Glock, he 'bout a run laps
Made a K in an hour just off the trap
Pull up with the guns, no we don't do diss tracks
Smoking on this gas, and you smoking on mid pack
My gang got my back, so I got their backs
Glock on me, no I don't lack
They wanna take me down, cause they know I got that pack

[Chorus]
Walk in the mall, smellin' like some good gas
Run up on me, then you gonna get whacked
Roll up the wood, fill it up, with the thrax
Talking all that shit, gonna get your head cracked
You ain't really livin' that, you puttin' on an act
Pull up on us, then the Glock gonna subtract
Countin' up these bands, I fell in love with the racks