LLLM – Tray B

Still fk with my bros and we move too tactical
Nobody can't tame us, I'm feelin' like an animal
Everything I touch turns gold, that's so magical
Even without looking, it's obvious you're a dumb motherfker
Play the screams of my enemies on the radio
He thinks he a real, but he's Mysterio
I can't even deal with you anymore
You're just cheap Chamisul fresh, and I'm Dom Pérignon
and my flow so flow like Evian
and my flow so tight like her Lululemon
Why do you even go to the studio every single time
You're just gonna fking fail anyway every time
and my flow so mad, but I'm not a clown
Everything we put out is a hit, me and my pop
If you dissin' my brother I make a body drop
Me and my brothers still outside anybody get dropped
I don't do vibe with your music, I don't do that
I don't relate to anything you say, I don't do that
Someone dissed me? Just tell them to go ahead
I don't deal with people weaker than me, I don't do that
Acting close and talking st behind my back, I don't do that
Things that are trendy these days, I don't do that
Everything you always do, I don't do that
2025 taken by DIRTY PLAY
2026 taken by Tray B (Tray B)
Opp tt, she wants my baby (Baby)
I—I knew I'm too sexy (Sexy)
When she givin' me top so sexy (Like yeah)
Your textbook, Way 2 Trazy (Trazy)
Like damn, is y'all ready? (Nah, you know)
Like damn, are you ready? (Fk no)
Like yeah, but we ready

Ah yeah, I'll follow right behind you
Half a step behind, classically
Like I'm right behind Tesla Ludicrous
Just like Porsche Turbo 964
My punch is a slugfest with the drums
Just like Max Holloway's chin
Hip-hop is my main job
Line up your bars right, like an old cash cow
And my flow so rare like caviar
And my flow so tight like her Lululemon
I'm a Trevi poured right over whiskey lemon
Ride the wave, Tray B, go support him
Uh-uh, drunk as fk
When I was young, at the hotel front desk
I got the key and went up, why do you think
I used to unbuckle my braided belt every single day
Rapstar, yeah, I've done that
Whips and hips, yeah, I've done that
Countless trophies, yeah, we've done that
Been there, done that
You rookies just don't know
Even if you die and come back, the taste of an adult
You're like red chili paste next to aged sashimi
People say my taste is always predictable
Try saying that even when you go to Wooraeok, motherfker
You're talkin' st, man
I'm always the real deal, like sikhye after a sauna
Dependable, we're moshin' like Sik-K
(Make it stand right up)
Music is my painkiller
The stage is my baby lover
Tonight, spitting all over this place, if my heart
Stops right here, that would be the best death during sex, be loved

I'm right here, put in that work
You right there, confiscate those smart phones from them
You can't even immerse yourself, fake ADHD, you're just a fool, you fking bch
Ya, I got that hegemony
No mercy on negotiations, but Tray B gets no guarantee
Brothership, gentleman, bloodshot-eyed teenagers are a bit creepy
(Ring the bell)
Build up your guts in a sealed booth
Without missing a single letter, my secret sauce
Makes you suck your fingers like Cheetos
(Ring the bell)
Debuted at the same time as Seo Taiji, 1992
Born in Mapo-gu, one in a billion
A self-made genius who rose from the absolute rock bottom
And my flow too deep, Grand Canyon
And my flow so tight like her Lululemon
The final count, nine ten, baow baow
Break you like glass, Poatan's left hand
(Champ is here)
Yeah, ain't new type st
The kind of race between rice rockets type st
The kind of shoes that restock right away type st
Write it down, A-B-C, go back and learn our language first
Ye ye, you ain't new type st
Fruit skewers type st, Dubai chocolate type st
Stopped exactly at the beginner's mind, developmental stage
Even if I focus and listen, it only lasts 3 seconds
In the end, snagged a spot and put on a military quilted jacket
Somehow, your talking skills are clumsier than a hater's
Swiping up like sweeping with a broom
Sort out the goods by size
We need capital letters for the Korean language too