The IllEST, the realEST & the trillEST lyrics

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Pesos, pesos, all I know is chase those
Everyday I wake up, all I drink is J'Mo
My b*tch is insane, all she want is anal
She cut blow with Draino, bust it on the table
Everybody say they loyal, tell me where the f*ck is they, though?
We ain't never see you b*tches, Carmen Sandiego
I ain't ever sold my soul, I ain't ever had no halo
Smoke J's big as egg rolls, hit that José Canseco
Mix that OJ and Cuervo, so high that I see angels
Came all the way from the kitchen, frying them potatoes
And y'all can talk all you want to
'Cause it'll never be in my face, though
And y'all mothaf*ckas keep lookin'
But can't nobody fill my space, ho
I'm the realest mothaf*cka, I'm on some UGK
Trillest mothaf*cka, you feel me, mane?

[Verse 2: Trae tha Truth]
as*h*le, kinda moody, ho
Mexico with the plug named Julio
I been champin' this work at the studio
What the f*ck you think I got this toolie for?
Nobody here tryna scoop me though
When I pull up, I'll be lookin' like a movie, ho
Old school like Coolio
b*tch, I got a shooter in the back, n*gga, fully ho
They must not know I am the one that greenlight the hood
Have 'em come get you, though they'll never pull up and talk
They just hop out and go put a price on your life, I got money to blow
I'm 'bout that, homie, I bet you can't doubt that, homie
Money, can't count that, homie
All gold reef, yeah, I'm jumpin' out that, homie
Yeah, I got your b*tch on the side, she say she got ass
She only wanna bounce back on me
Tell her that now, prolly wanna put us on the block for somebody
Go and tell her now, homie
I declare, some know, never stayin' down
These chains got me coolin' like a fan now
Ain't no brotha tryna compete, that sh*t gay
It's like everybody wanna be the man now
I'm the realest mothaf*cka, they call it murder
How I kill this mothaf*cka, you feel me, mane?
[Verse 3: Bun B]
Original n*gga, I never been cloned
Never been sober, I'm high like a drone
Smokin' a cone, used to distribute cocaine in your zone
But, sh*t, I moved on, to bigger and better
I'm smarter and wiser, so this shouldn't be a surprise
To see me pull up in the foreigner size of shotgun shug where I used to reside, bruh
You gots to be in the gym, physically fit if you comin' for him
You already know that I'm comin' 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 f*ck around, my brother
So don't make a sound, just shut up before I hit you with the quarter pound, muh'f*cker
Anybody wanna catch a square, anytime, any place, I will be right there
Standin' in the middle of the motherf*ckin' 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
Bumpin' them gloves, oh, look you a piece with a hook
Real quick, left his b*tch-ass shooked, look
I wrote the book on this trill sh*t
Twenty-five years and I still spit
Murder the mic and I kill sh*t
And that's somethin' 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
f*ck 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 motherf*cker
I was born the best and yes, I'm still this motherf*cker
You feel me, mane?