Trizz - Bullsh** lyrics

[Hook: Acie High] I'm nothing like what you think (You think) f** what you think (You think) Don't give a motherf** what you think (You think) And that's for real I, I do think I'm nothing like what you think (You think) f** what you think (You think) Don't give a motherf** what you think (You think) And that's for real I, I do think Cause the world's on bullsh**, (Real life bullsh**) Straight up bullsh** (Straight up bullsh**) Love that bullsh** (Love that bullsh**) But I don't do bullsh** (But I don't do bullsh**) The worlds on bullsh**, (Real like bullsh**) Straight up bullsh** (Straight up bullsh**) Love that bullsh**, and if you think that I do bullsh** That's bullsh**! [Verse 1: Acie High] Repeat after me, (Repeat after me) I don't fraud, (I don't do fraud) I don't do weak, (I don't do weak) Pull a whole n***a car (Pull a whole n***a car) Straight up real talk, (Straight up real talk) n***as be running they mouth, (The running they mouth) Quick to rat a g out, (to rat a g out) When the real folk run in they house (When the real folk run in they house) Damn my n***a you a geek, Alright you got J's on feet Spent your whole pay that week To be like everybody else in the street You don't wanna be safe, you don't want to just say You want to just slave And let the white man dig you a grave, (White man dig you a grave) Smoke that kush and pa** the checks, Smoke that kush and pa** the checks I don't know what it is about the hood, but a n***a love that ratchedness You know Ashley she 'do's it raw, trashy, stupid broad Get mashed in cookie jars Just nasty, dookie drawers See I pull up on her, get up on her, then I'm off Cuz cuffing, I don't do for sure I'm like 50 50 in the field with my sk**s, never really off I be like 2 for 4 Don't trip on foolish hoes Lay your trap and fool a ho And don't trip, I'll school you bro Don't let the play raps fool you bro [Hook] [Verse 2 - Priceless] I don't politic with none of these n***as Just drop knowledge and stunt on these n***as If I start to fall and can't run with these n***as Imma start having problems with some of these n***as That's why I keep on mashing, he goes past em Seek no companion, need no compa**ion Don't stop for dumb sh**, am not on bum sh** Come around me with that, you'll go numb quick Knocked out, flopped out, from just one fist One hit, one gets stole up from stitch One snitch, slums get run and guns lit Some dip, some flip cuz those slugs rip I keep my nose clean, keep em posing To keep my shows mean and keep from posing Since real n***as seem to grow weak from the boasting I had to grab a microphone and speak on those things [Hook] [Verse 3 - Trizz] Look, I be wide and f**ed up My lust's up, suicidal thoughts, my blood pumps The blood rush (yeah) Through my veins, I'm so stuck My soul just crumble and crushed up, this stuff s**s Unjust, I like to handle the pressure by giving lessons through the music Whenever I feel it's never gonna end forever This sh** is causing me to get a machete and sever n***as and b**hes can get it, I'm with it, whatever They don't understand my anger, it's timeless (nah) Serial k**ing, this thing has got me excited Horny and k**ing these b**hes p**y with my dick Inside it while they bleeding, whining, getting it violent Riding, all my adversary n***as is hiding I go out seeking and when I reach this b**h [?] Knifing, all up in this, guess whose n***a is dying (yea, yea) Grab a body cuz I be about it no lying [Hook]