Video All Da Action de Ysb Tril 2024 Rap Lyrics

Ysb Tril - All Da Action Lyrics

[Intro]
(Trilly, you the bestest)

[Chorus]
Uh, we bring all the action to the party
Bands in my Robin's, gettin' shit lit, what you mean?
I'm the one who got this shit started
Them other niggas watchin'
Shawty, she gon' drop it off the bean
In the back, I'm turnt up
No fan on me, I'm burnt up
She see me, she get star struck, for real
Rich, play hockey, but got no pucks
You niggas got bad luck
It's a race and I'ma beat you to the mills, yeah

[Verse 1]
All alone, time gone, duckin' from the five-oh
Just here to get my mulah, get this green, uh
New pack full of meds, just crackin' cards, I'm finna slide home
Prolly took some from your mama, fuck you mean? (Yeah, yeah)
Give me neck, front seat, top back, Bimmer
That's probably why her nigga mad, he know his bitch an eater
She re-up on the meat like a pizza, Little Caesars
But her nigga, he be simpin', he still beggin' for a feature

[Pre-Chorus]
If I show you what I made, I swear that shit'll blow your mind
Doin' surgery on your bitch, I had to rearrange her spine
Feel like Kyrie, straight assist to my niggas droppin' dimes
Feel like Kobe, I'm up eighty-one, I still be getting mines

[Chorus]
Uh, we bring all the action to the party
Bands in my Robin's, gettin' shit lit, what you mean?
I'm the one who got this shit started
Them other niggas watchin'
Shawty, she gon' drop it off the bean
In the back, I'm turnt up
No fan on me, I'm burnt up
She see me, she get star struck, for real
Rich, play hockey, but got no pucks
You niggas got bad luck
It's a race and I'ma beat you to the mills

[Verse 2]
Oh, oh, I got rich, I got your bitch, come get a bag
You wanna hop up in the mix and then get hit, we doin' bad (Oh, oh)
Her nigga handed me his mixtape, I threw it in the trash (Trash)
The key fresher than some Colgate
I pour me up a cup, I can't think straight
Oh yeah, gettin' fucked up, this Henny be the end of me
Oh fuck, look at what I've done, don't know what's got into me
I'm stickin' with my friends, but I be closer to my enemies
Really it depends if I let 'em come and sit with me

[Pre-Chorus]
If I show you what I made, I swear that shit'll blow your mind
Doin' surgery on your bitch, I had to rearrange her spine
Feel like Kyrie, straight assist to my niggas droppin' dimes
Feel like Kobe, I'm up eighty-one, I still be getting mines

[Chorus]
Uh, we bring all the action to the party
Bands in my Robin's, gettin' shit lit, what you mean?
I'm the one who got this shit started
Them other niggas watchin'
Shawty, she gon' drop it off the bean
In the back, I'm turnt up
No fan on me, I'm burnt up
She see me, she get star struck, for real
Rich, play hockey, but got no pucks
You niggas got bad luck
It's a race and I'ma beat you to the mills