Released on February 1, 2013

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[Intro: Koopsta Knicca]

Blast–blast 'em trizzicks with my pump

I blast 'em trizzicks with my pump


[Verse 1: Supa Sortahuman]

There's a light on my pipe, creepin' through the night

Writing lyrics spittin' verses, then take off on the flight

I don't worry about the hype do what I think is right

Used to sip on the Lean now I just drink the Sprite

I'm so out of sight like really out my mind

Searchin' for a somethin' in my life I don't know what I'ma find

Through the grape vine heard that it takes some time

But one day through the darkness a bright light will shine

So I shun all my fears forget about the hate

Never bite the hand that feeds me and any others on my plate

Most peoples first mistake is putting trust into the fakes

They offer you some cake and it's hard not to take

Automatically upset now you wanna be in debt

Sell your soul for that paper stressed out until your dead

Boy you live your life free never settlin' for less

If I blast this for a reason they gon' lay my soul to rest


[Hook: Koopsta Knicca]

I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I–I–I–blast 'em–blast 'em trizzicks–trizzicks–blast 'em trizzicks with my pump

I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I–I–I–blast 'em–blast 'em trizzicks–trizzicks–blast 'em–blast 'em trizzicks–trizzicks

I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I–I–I–blast 'em–blast 'em trizzicks–trizzicks–blast 'em trizzicks with my pump

I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I–I–I–blast 'em–blast 'em trizzicks–trizzicks–blast 'em–blast 'em trizzicks–trizzicks


[Verse 2: BONES]

Dark magician, I'm sippin', the spell I've written is sicker than a homicidal conviction, it's like a head-on collision (I blast 'em trizzicks with my pump)

I keep my head up on a swivel, my death up on my mental, some drugs up in that swisher, if your bitches tryna get in it

She keep lightin' up them candles, I'm rollin' up more drugs

She keep callin' me phantom, she touch me, I turn to dust

Fuck with me, go ghost, razor blade in my coat

Teenager, a little teen anger and a flow that's somethin' like coke

Acid tabs on her tongue

She close eyes, she feel numb

She feel it once, she feel at home

She yellin' SESH, she screamin' Bones

Look at your boy tryna act all hard

See if he run for fuckin' cover when he see the fuckin' God

Thunderbolts up in the car, Young Zeus goin' hard

Never had a fuckin' kid, TeamSESH 'till its dark, yuh


[Hook: Koopsta Knicca]

I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I–I–I–blast 'em–blast 'em trizzicks–trizzicks–blast 'em trizzicks with my pump

I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I–I–I–blast 'em–blast 'em trizzicks–trizzicks–blast 'em–blast 'em trizzicks–trizzicks

I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I–I–I–blast 'em–blast 'em trizzicks–trizzicks–blast 'em trizzicks with my pump

I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I pop my trunk–I–I–I–blast 'em–blast 'em trizzicks–trizzicks–blast 'em–blast 'em trizzicks–trizzicks

I blast 'em trizzicks with my pump–I blast 'em trizzicks with my pump

I blast 'em trizzicks with my pump–I blast 'em trizzicks with my pump

Tri–trizzicks–trizzicks