Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song HILLS, artist - Dro Kenji. Date of issue: 24.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |