Trill Logic

[Verse 1] Box logo across my chest Humiliate the rapper who claim he next My persona be breaking necks I put in work and take in checks Nothing personal it's strictly business Flip off an olympic gymnast Don't wanna be the next nigga on my hit list Obliterate you and anybody who a witness Trill logic in the cockpit no nonsense No demise for this young prospect I'm putting in work for that next project Kill 'em when I hit 'em with that new hot shit I clock I put in work and watch it take off like a Houston rocket You can't stop it so just drop it and watch all the shit I'm about to accomplish Nigga I'm OG Like the '88 3s that are on my feet But I'm carrying my squad like Kobe Shout out to a motherfuker thinking he know me Niggas don't know me A serial killer on the low key No force your throwing is gonna hold me Nothing you drop will make me stop till I hop to the top getting top work ethic is so unholy I got no time for these bitches Drop an atomic bomb on these bitches And when I say bitches I ain't talking about women I'm talking about the niggas that bitch for a living I'm dope so fuck your opinion Your criticism is what keeps me driven My flow is killing while chilling like a villain on Ritalin murder a synonym motherfucker I'm killing it Trill family Motherfucker I'm going Chris Hammity I'm like riding a bike with no handle bars In other words these niggas they can't handle me Getting money staying fly I'm so ill but I'm not sick A death rest on my conscious but I'm still rolling nigga Trill logic [Hook x8] Trill logic [Post-Hook x2] My squad be staying evil with that ego And we kill wherever we go Our demeanor so illegal Ah! [Verse 2] Ok and I'm right back on this shit I kick a flow like a ninja kick Fuck with us my squad equipped We put a nigga to sleep real quick Watch it pop harder than a heel flip And we toss the body to the trunk of the whip Hop in the car to going for a trip Like smokeless tobacco my nigga we dip You thought you could run motherfuker You must think that you Usain Bolt motherfuker I've killed before so in my eyes you just another number When you in my presence you see you got it bad like Usher I toss bullets like a quarterback My bars give a critic a heart attack These niggas can't hold me back From your chest meet the sole of my air max Niggas wanna be big it's Kevin Hart against Shaq Big enough to hold the world right up on my back Black jack wolf pack back pack who that snapback coming with that high school rap Leap of faith from the free throw line My rookie year is MJ in his prime Electricity running trough my spine Just lay out on the mic what's on my mind 24/365 I stay in the lab getting on my grind Plotting this moment my whole entire life I've waited long enough and now it's time Steal the rap game without an accomplice The impact my words have are chronic Drop a bomb into the center of a mosh pit Girls sing my lyrics and they thick like Robin Getting money staying fly I'm so ill but I'm not sick Another death rest on my conscious and I'm still rolling nigga Trill logic [Hook] [Post- Hook]