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DEADonMARRS - HILLS (Official Audio) ft. Dro Kenji
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DEADonMARRS
DEADonMARRS
Performer
Dro Kenji
Dro Kenji
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marques Smith
Marques Smith
Composer
Dudeclayy
Dudeclayy
Composer
Danny Jerome Jenrette
Danny Jerome Jenrette
Lyrics
R.O.C
R.O.C
Composer
Daks
Daks
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dudeclayy
Dudeclayy
Producer
R.O.C
R.O.C
Producer
Daks
Daks
Producer
Terrance Armond
Terrance Armond
Mixing Engineer
Dude Clayy
Dude Clayy
Producer
Roc
Roc
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh
[Chorus]
If you wanna leave, then that's all you had to say, girl
Met her on the West Coast, tell me she a Bay girl
I been on her head like a cap, no cap
I been coolin' with my real ones, same ones out the trap
And my brain in the hills
She want another pill (Yeah)
She don't wanna feel none
She just wanna feel numb
Tell me she need healin'
I'm just one out a million
Mind on some millions
Blow some gas, you could hear it (Money, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Money, that's the motive
I need green, ain't talkin' Yoda
Run that shit up witcha bros, yeah
Might be chillin' with your ho though, yeah (With your ho though)
Kick my shit, I beat that shit just like a dojo, yeah (Like a dojo)
Inside your bitch just like a four-door, yeah (Like a four)
But I can't keep her, I one-night her and I'm gone (One-night)
She gon' tell me I'm a loner, all along (All along)
She gon' tell me she don't wanna be alone
But you don't tell me this when I always hit your phone (Oh, no)
[Chorus]
If you wanna leave, then that's all you had to say, girl
Met her on the West Coast, tell me she a Bay girl
I been on her head like a cap, no cap
I been coolin' with my real ones, same ones out the trap
And my brain in the hills
She want another pill (Yeah)
She don't wanna feel none
She just wanna feel numb
Tell me she need healin'
I'm just one out a million
Mind on some millions
Blow some gas, you could hear it (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
This not too far gone, I'm really hopin' that you hear this
We don't have no conversations, I think that she's scared of it
Had a nightmare when I was tryna sleep, bae, I ain't get no fuckin' rest
Late night, I be thinkin' about you, I think you know the fuckin' rest
Stupid puppy love
Bae, I'm way down in Valdosta, but I'm thinkin' 'bout you (Thinkin' 'bout you)
But I'm thinkin' 'bout you
If it's optional, I still wait out in L.A., so pick a time to come through (Time to come through)
Type to die 'bout you (Yeah)
Fuck it, I'm gon' say it's cap, I think I hate these **** (Whoa)
One more cup, I'm on my back like I got too high again
Yeah, she probably gon' say I'm lyin', but I got too high to spin
If you gon' slide, then wear that dress you look highlighter in (Damn)
I went outside today in very special Balenci' pants (Damn)
She call my phone today and asked me if it's cool if her friend join the mix
Feelin' bland at dispense
Got my head doin' flips
Bae, don't you ever give my spot away
[Chorus]
If you wanna leave, then that's all you had to say, girl
Met her on the West Coast, tell me she a Bay girl
I been on her head like a cap, no cap
I been coolin' with my real ones, same ones out the trap
And my brain in the hills
She want another pill (Yeah)
She don't wanna feel none
She just wanna feel numb
Tell me she need healin'
I'm just one out a million
Mind on some millions
Blow some gas, you could hear it (Oh, oh)
Written by: Daks, Danny Jerome Jenrette, Dudeclayy, Marques Smith, R.O.C
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