Lyrics Hella - Ken Car$on

Hella

I pop me a molly and then I forget
I pop me a molly and then I forget, they thought I was lame but I run with the
shits
These niggas be lame when it come to a bitch
So I’ma get laid when it come to get rich
Hella sticks, licks, hella Ricks, licks, hits
Talkin' 'bout hoes, I got hella
I ran up the racks, I’m a
I fuck on a bitch, and then I rebel
I feel like a pimp, I
Niggas talking 'bout hoes, but they know I got hella
Niggas talking 'bout clothes, but they know I got hella
Hella, hella, hella, hella, hella, hella, hella, hella
This bitch do whatever I tell her
I fuck on yo' set, but I usually won’t tell ya
I don’t use no scale, yuh
Aye, the higher I get, the better
The longer I wait, she wetter
I coulda fucked her when I met her
I pop me a perc', just to settle
I fucked that lil' bitch 'till she red, she was yellow
Shawty wan' be my, but she can’t be my
Niggas say they got hoes, but see me, I got hella