hell yeah

Hell nah, I don't wanna hear your diss

I just spent two bands on Rick

Hurt her heart, I gotta fix that

MMY with the Rick, they mix-match (Mix-match)

I get my lick back, he get popped like a Tic-Tac (Tic)

And her tongue goin' zig-zag

We gon' bring 'em guns out, give 'em hell

Yeah, hell yeah, uh

Yeah, hell yeah, uh

Yeah, hell yeah

And I move the pack through the mail (Yeah)

And this gas good enough to sell, yeah

He tryna be like us and I can tell, yeah

He tried to be like us, but that boy failed, yeah

Uh, yeah, hell yeah

Uh, yeah, hell yeah

U-uh, yeah, hell yeah

U-u-uh, yeah, hell yeah

Uh, yeah, hell yeah

Uh, yeah, hell yeah

U-uh, yeah, hell yeah

U-uh, yeah, hell yeah (Uh, yeah, hell yeah)

(Ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)

I'm 5'7, I stand on my money, I'm tall

And no, I don't hoop, but I swear, I could ball

And no, I don't love you, girl, I ain't FALL

She do her lil' shuffle, she do the Futsal (Futsal)

I ain't leavin' no witness, don't care what you saw

Promise, I used to be broke

But now that I'm up, I'ma Balenciaga it all (All)

I'm gon' take you to Pluto, promise you gon' keep it true, though

When I'm older, buy a two-door, or a four

I got some money, but I want some more

We up, tell 'em check the score (Yeah)

You hit my phone, you gon' get ignored

Scored on a pint, pharmacy galore (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)

Hell nah, I don't wanna hear your diss (Diss)

I just spent two bands on Rick (Rick)

Hurt her heart, I gotta fix that

MMY with the Rick, they mix-match (Mix-match)

I get my lick back (Lick back), he get popped like a Tic-Tac (Tic-Tac)

And her tongue goin' zig-zag

We gon' bring 'em guns out, give 'em hell

Yeah, hell yeah, uh

Yeah, hell yeah, uh

Yeah, hell yeah

And I move the pack through the mail (Yeah)

And this gas good enough to sell, yeah

He tryna be like us and I can tell, yeah (​Pink)

He tried to be like us, but that boy failed, yeah

Uh, yeah, hell yeah

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