Trill Amp Wavvy Mega Ultra Extreme Deluxe Platinum Edition by Chaz Badazz from Charlotte United States

Check out TriLL & WaVVy, the musical equivalent to a double feature. The trill - talks about being broke, working hard, smoking weed, drinking in outer space and even has two totally original weather reports. The WaVVy - The darker side of the song, a rap character (Chaz Badazz) takes it to the hip hop game, running from the DEA...its the fictional bad ass baller side.

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Music in TriLL by The Passion Hifi (www.thepassionhifi.com)
Music in WaVVy by Joe Chiazza (Chaz Badazz)
©Moonfight Entertainment

TriLL & WaVVy MEGA Ultra Extreme Deluxe Platinum Edition LYRICS - Written by Joe Chiazza (Chaz Badazz)

Intro:
Ladies and Gentlemen
You are about to experience something so fresh

So High Key

that describing it as only monumentally fleek
Would officially prove said person knows nothing at all

What you want, what you what you want

Your host for the evening is the most underrated MC who boasts more about low tones than the roller coaster capital of the world, Sandusky Ohio

Its time to set it off

Verse 1 TriLL:
I’m up to no trouble with these lyrical ruffles, Haters
I hate to be the one to burst your bubble

But it don’t take a Hubble telescope to see a dark vortex if you got no dollars

So I roll up a white owl cone blunt
and rap a panoramic portrait to outwit roadblocks

And as a matter of fact just as the cameras lens snaps

you’ll go from average to hazardous when you stop slacking and taking naps

So hustle hard like a pit bull muzzled who snapped the chain and took off barking at a flying saucer

He's off the chain

He thought it was a frisbee

Imagine that

I get lost in my imagination it's like a nebula cloud

The forcast is a neural brain storm will illuminate your bank account and compound with mass savings

Chorus A:

It's Trill!
And Wavvy
You are now experiencing the effects
Of a hip hop revolution
Whatchu want, whatchu whatchu what
Trill
And wavvy wavvy av av av

Ladies and Gentlemen

Lets Celebrate Freedom

You’re protected by the nights shade

Verse 2:

Alright I'm back now
To rock a virtually virtuous verse for ya
Because I'm fin to get my paper up

Just crash landed the mothership at a mixer on Jupiters moon Callisto

I don't do this too often but I'm going to sock it to you

sock it to you

They got skyscrapers in orbit and we're on the top floor boozin

top floor boozin

I'm turnt, standard
on fleek

feeling hella basic

ally awesome

Nightfall is when all the party people pop firework bottles of fireball

Yo Check It

I'm a swervey off key savage
doing off beat damage in a holy white tee

With a caption on it

That says hustle hard and be the dog that catches that UFO frisbee

Believe you me, quill to ink sealed

I hate to sing you stormy weather but my neural brain rain drops bio-degenerate microphones faster than acetone through styrofoam cut out hearts

Chorus B:

It's Trill!
And Wavvy
You are now experiencing the effects
Of a hip hop revolution
Whatchu want, whatchu whatchu what
Trill
And wavvy wavvy av av av

When you want to be rich and famous

You gotta get out of your own way
You already have the solution
None of y'all can stop me now

It's trill

Whatchu want, whatchu whatchu want

Wavvvy wavvy av av av

Verse 3 WaVVy:

Yeah I can keep this going for days and days

And oh my it amazes me
To hear my rhymes flow when I'm blazin'

And y'all might think I'm crazy
But you knowin this hot garbage be hogwash

I'm a lit af asteroid

on Aurora Borealis dissolving dinosaur rappers into 94 octane fossil fuel

This gasoline is Diesel

My solar eclipse energy's un-solable written on emerald monoliths

And it sounds like a chalk outline that got a grand piano dropped on its head

Tragic

Y'all be soundin more corporate than me
Beware the corporation fairy tail's a game of I'm too cool for school who wants to be me

Yeah I be ballin like La BronBron on Brawndo

But this ain't from Miami

My fetus must have conceived this in Toledo, cut the umbilical and won a hip hop player haters ball award

For stealing the show
Y'all don't know nothin about me
That's why my trap phones on invisible cloak
So the DEA crack screen trackers just can't find me

Trill trill, wavvy wavvy

My vision's hazy

I'm navigating with Jack sparrow's compass in a maze

Too bad aspirations don't come with stacks of racks
this dream has no expiration date

© Moonflight Entertainment 2017