Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hello , by - Hotboii. Release date: 09.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hello |
| Money is the root of all evil |
| These diamonds on my neck will make a bad bitch leave ya |
| I’m clutchin all in school, with my tool fuck a teacher |
| You niggas getting weaker, y’all hating from the bleachers |
| Diamond the Patek |
| Baby come and give me neck |
| My niggas aiming at your neck |
| So ain’t no need to wear a vest |
| All my shooters know it’s death |
| So you can’t hear us when we step |
| And we ridin' with a teck make a nigga call the ref |
| Uh, I done threw the doors up |
| This bitch feel like a jet |
| Got some bitches out in Laudy tryna fuck me for the jwet |
| That nigga tweetin' then he dead |
| Give a fuck about what he said |
| Grab a sprite up out the store and I’m turn that candy red |
| Uh, hello nice to meet ya, these bullets want to greet ya |
| Got keys like Alicia |
| Got lean by the liter |
| She ain’t let you fuck cause I guess we 2 different people |
| I be smoking opps, I don’t know nothing about no reefer |
| When we spin they block had to throw away the chop |
| Can do magic with the dope, turn sand into rock |
| Fell in love with her throat, I just like it when she slobs |
| You would think a nigga fishing how I hop out with that rod |
| Money is the root of all evil |
| These diamonds on my neck will make a bad bitch leave ya |
| I’m clutchin all in school, with my tool fuck a teacher |
| You niggas getting weaker, y’all hating from the bleachers |
| Diamond the Patek |
| Baby come and give me neck |
| My niggas aiming at your neck |
| So ain’t no need to wear a vest |
| All my shooters know it’s death |
| So you can’t hear us when we step |
| And we ridin' with a teck make a nigga call the ref |
| Mmm say make the nigga call the ref |
| Miss my nigga wolf probably went different if I was there |
| I been active in these streets, ain’t been on instagram |
| They don’t know the shit I seen, no they was never there |
| I don’t want to take no losses, scared to ship it through the mail |
| Every show I do be profit I go up ain’t gotta sell |
| All these diamonds on me talk I let them introduce themselves |
| And you ain’t even gotta talk foreal |
| Was riding with Ks for we got Ls |
| Listen to be honest all this shit materialistic |
| Fuck these diamonds nigga who would ride if it go different |
| I ain’t going trolling in these interviews trying to trick me out my business |
| I be pouring 4s, trying to kill the booth it be fucking up my vision |
| Money is the root of all evil |
| These diamonds on my neck will make a bad bitch leave ya |
| I’m clutchin all in school, with my tool fuck a teacher |
| You niggas getting weaker, y’all hating from the bleachers |
| Diamond the Patek |
| Baby come and give me neck |
| My niggas aiming at your neck |
| So ain’t no need to wear a vest |
| All my shooters know it’s death |
| So you can’t hear us when we step |
| And we ridin' with a teck make a nigga call the ref |