"Hills" lyrics

"Hills"

Fuckin' that bitch out her heel, heels
I'm gettin' money for real, for real, haha

Scope mean the AR got long range (Yeah)
Shootin' that boy, he can't hide in the hills
Countin' up blue money, Benjamin bill-bills
Smokin' the strongest, kill, kill
Sippin' on drank, niggas thought I was ill
I'm too high so I can't feel
I'm too numb so I can't feel
Fuckin' that bitch out her heel, heels
Scope mean the AR got long range (Yeah)
Shootin' that boy, he can't hide in the hills
Countin' up blue money, Benjamin bill-bills
Smokin' the strongest, kill, kill
Sippin' on drank, niggas thought I was ill
I'm too numb so I can't feel
Fuckin' that bitch out her heel, heels

I get fucked up, uh, ho say, "Hi, that's up"
Told her I'ma beat it, hit her pussy with a uppercut
Pow, pow, pow, sound like when my shooters in the cut (Yeah)
All my hitters run 'em up, they don't give a motherfuck
Yeah, geekin' off this codeine punch
Flew her out and fucked her once (Yeah)
Haters keep on speaking on me, they can eat my dick for lunch
They can eat my dick for lunch like cabbage with some Cap'n Crunch (Yeah)
White ho like the Brady Bunch, stupid pressure, purple Runtz

Fear no nigga, my stick got flashlight, I can see in the dark
She gon' ride me like a wave 'cause I be drownin' in designer
Fear no nigga, my stick got laser-beam, I'm right on mark
She gon' fuck with me and gang 'cause we stack money up way higher

Scope mean the AR got long range (Yeah)
Shootin' that boy, he can't hide in the hills
Countin' up blue money, Benjamin bill-bills
Smokin' the strongest, kill, kill
Sippin' on drank, niggas thought I was ill
I'm too high so I can't feel
I'm too numb so I can't feel
Fuckin' that bitch out her heel, heels
Scope mean the AR got long range (Yeah)
Shootin' that boy, he can't hide in the hills
Countin' up blue money, Benjamin bill-bills
Smokin' the strongest, kill, kill
Sippin' on drank, niggas thought I was ill
I'm too numb so I can't feel
Fuckin' that bitch out her heel, heels

Yeah
Hill
Fuckin' that bitch out her heel, heels
I'm gettin' money for real, for real


Writer(s): Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr., Dorien Robert Marchand Theus, Edgard Noel Herrera, Danny Jerome Jenrette
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