The Illest, The Realest & The Trillest Lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

Pesos, pesos, all I know is chase those 

Everyday I wake up, all I drink is Jamo 

My bitch is insane, all she want is anal 

She cut blow with Drain-O, bust it on the table 

Everybody say they loyal, tell me where the fuck is they though? 

We ain't never see you bitches, Carmen San Diego 

I ain't ever sold my soul, I ain't ever had no halo 

Smoke J's big as egg rolls, hit that Jose Canseco 

Mix that OJ and Cuervo, so high that I see angels 

Came all the way from the kitchen, frying them potatoes 

You can talk all you want to, cause it will never be in my face though 

And ya'll mothafuckas keep lookin, but can't nobody fill my space ho 

I'm the realest mothafucka, I'm on some UGK 

Trillest mothafucka, you feel me mane? 

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Original nigga I've never been cloned 

Never been sober, I'm high like a drone 

Smoking a cone, used to distribute cocaine in your zone 

But shit I moved on, to bigger and better 

I'm smarter and wiser, so this shouldn't be a surprise 

See me pull up in the foreigner size of shotgun shug where I used to reside bra 

You gots to be in the gym, physically fit if you comin for him 

You already know that I'm coming with them, trigger it in cause you sink or you swim 

So don't get down cause you might get drowned cause I don't fuck around my brother 

So don't make a sound just shut up before I hit you with the quarter pound muh'fucker 

Anybody wanna catch a square anytime, any place I'll be right there 

Standing in the middle of the motherfucking street 

Ready with them hands and I'm ready with the heat 

Took all my feet that I been that I look 

You can play if you want but you will get took 

Bumping them gloves, oh look you a piece with a Real quick life is bitch you shooked look 

I wrote the book on this real shit 

25 years and I still spit 

Murder the mic and I kill shit 

And that's something you folks have to deal with 

Bring me your boss and I put him to work 

Eat him for lunch and then that's fo' dessert 

Fuck with me and your feelings get hurt 

Then I put you to sleep, take a nap in the dirt 

Cause I don't feel this motherfucker 

I was born the best and yes I'm still this motherfucker 

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