Trill - Sin Sity Lyrics

I'm wit fever, this shit hot by the way
I know I can lean on you
Ever since a youngin' niggaa had dreams, nigga ridin' on twos
I don't know about you, but this is the shit that I do
If you in a cage nah, I am not talkin' to you

They ain't flyin' down them highways, I think they got the bird flu
Untamed kings, yeah, MC, that's my crew
Street glides, road glides, yeah, we ridin so smooth
A nigga livin' this bike life, nah I can't sleep, I can't snooze

Nigga be up in the city, yeah, you know how I move
Support Sin City, yeah, we ain't got nothin' to prove
City on my vest now, how the f*ck am I gon' lose
He don't wanna die tonight, it's his choice, let him choose

When on the scene, yeah, these bitches, you know they gon' choose
Live life like outlaws, yeah, we be breakin' the rules
If I call you my brudda, you know that I spinnin for you
All my niggas ride' Harley's, push a button, no hands, I just cruise

Niggas burnin' out on sport bikes, we all done went through a few

All of my niggas, we ballin, we gettin' our hoop on

Trill, biker, boy life, all of my niggas got boots on
Dreads hangin' like Tarzan, we in the streets like the Amazon
Dreads blowin' in the wind, yeah, I'm a two-wheel rasta
With my niggas in the city, yeah, I be hangin' with shotta

Ds18s all red, I call them shits red lobsters
Supreme on my head with the Louis V goggles
Tryna keep my head straight, I'm tryna dodge all the potholes
We gon' make it home tonight, that's how the story of the plot goes

Loud mufflers, big poppin, I ain't even mashing the throttle
Gamblin' with my life, casino, I'm tryna hit me a lotto
I'm in South Carolina with a renni Rucci bagged a bitch look like she latto
I'm in GA like I'm Bulldog, I pass the class like a schoolboi

We always bringin' the havoc, I'm gettin' tatted by toon
I'm gettin' tatted by Rico, the OG riders keep the freak hoes
When you sinnin shit, get Evil, I see the fake through the peep hole

When you sinnin shit, get Evil, I see the fake through the peep hole
I do this shit for my people, play with them boys, it get lethal in shootin Glocks like they free throws
Black hog all chromed out, chains on me, I'm that negro

When you sinnin shit, get Evil I see the fake through the peep hole
I do this shit for my people, play with them boys, it get lethal I'm shootin glocks like they freet throws
Black hog all chromed out, chains on me, I'm that negro