Universe Chilla - TRUNK OF THE LEXUS Lyrics

Straight to the point I'm Universe Chilla mane
Watch when I peel away
Skill what you feel from the illest stage
Got rage that can fit the biggest cage
Niggas mad at they age they can't turn a page they can't earn a wage they can't burn the sage
Like I do
Chilla caught up with a bitch and a nice view
He thinkin that he ken then street fight Ryu
I'm pretty sure you ask why you?
Say die and heaven you fly too
Put the body in a bag in a bayou
Satan saw a soul thinkin imma buy you
Put you in the trunk of the Lexus
Take a trip to Texas
Pull up in a jet with the homeboy Bettis
Whitney gotta money countin fetish
It's universe chilla bitch sayin leave a message
Put you in the trunk One F.U.N. funk
Blunt gunk beer breath never am I drunk
Beat too cold hands with a heat of a sun
Cold blooded murder eatin burgers killin beats with a gun
I'm done with dumb shit bitch get wise
Ahead of my time like Phillip J. Fry
Legend Cali steppin inability to die
Don't be surprised my eyes see the truth
Couple naked ladies in the booth
Tell em I don't wanna feel a tooth
Chilla man beatin down a sleuth
Throw him off the roof in his two piece suit
The roots of this group comin from the bottom
Me Makin money you know I gotta
Medulla Oblongata
Flowin I can turn clay into terracotta
Motherf*cker you are not real no appeal in your deal
Cold Universe 2 Whitney chicken meal
Whitney with a problem call the boys to solve em
Hit the J chillin while I'm ballin Russian never am I Stalin
Drag you when you're crawlin
Haul You in the trunk of the Lexus
Take a trip to Texas
Pull up in a jet with the homeboy Bettis
Whitney gotta money countin fetish
It's Universe Chilla bitch sayin leave a message
I'm losin it gotta quit the booze
Fed up with Chilla Cali blues
Talkin tough shit I'm pushin on the snooze
While I'm on a cruise with the crew
Chilla always do what he do
Welcome if your new
Learn about Chilla it's way past due
Chin on a beat incomplete if there isn't any you