Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wheels Like Hill , by - Tech N9ne. Song from the album Dominion, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 06.04.2017
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Wheels Like Hill |
| Ill’s my skill |
| Tryna build my mills |
| Watch 'em, kill my chill |
| So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) |
| Wheels like Hill (wheels) |
| Wheels like HIll (wheels) |
| Wheels like Hill (get gone) |
| So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) |
| Got wheels like Hill on her |
| Ran so far away now I’m Bill Croner |
| I appeal to the mill, tryna steal |
| Want a lot a bills so to get the skrill I’m bout to peel on ya |
| (Pewm) |
| Like I got a rocket in my pocket |
| Doing me wrongs while getting gone is the topic |
| Stop it, you ain’t gotta lie Craig |
| I know you woman wanna be sinning cause of my bread |
| That’s cool, I was the man even at school |
| Fast shoes yes I been winning before the tattoos |
| Way before my cash grew, I was dodging the fake |
| It is not a mistake |
| If you faulty I gotta skate, wait |
| Ill’s my skill |
| Tryna build my mills |
| Watch 'em, kill my chill |
| So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) |
| Wheels like Hill (wheels) |
| Wheels like HIll (wheels) |
| Wheels like Hill (get gone) |
| So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) |
| Ready set go-o-o |
| Little work but feeling creds, know-o-o |
| Everybody see my check grow-o-o |
| So from a gold digger I’ma get low-o-o-o-o |
| Speed racer, believe I’ma erase ya |
| If you a cheese chaser and not a glee maker |
| Nigga please is what I feed faker |
| She take a L go to hell I wouldn’t pay her to be my leaf raker |
| I ain’t running because I’m scared of you honey |
| Running for happy 'cause you was always aware of new money |
| And that’s cold like Blue Bunny |
| So from you I gotta shake |
| Girl ya traits ain’t too great |
| Too late, I gotta brake, wait |
| Ill’s my skill |
| Tryna build my mills |
| Watch 'em, kill my chill |
| So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) |
| Wheels like Hill (wheels) |
| Wheels like HIll (wheels) |
| Wheels like Hill (get gone) |
| So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) |
| I rock with too few, I blocks a new boo |
| Specially if she running with a prostitute crew |
| Got’s to lose you 'cause thots are boo-boo |
| Poopoohead, she’s a poopy face, a caca poo-poo |
| If she come and try to get my money |
| I’ma say the stuff to make her eyes runny |
| A bitch’ll get nothing but straight lies from me |
| Wanna get with me 'cause they don’t wanna die bummy |
| I got it and I ain’t giving none to y’all mane |
| I do the opposite of run the small pace |
| Seein' nothing but dirt spun in y’all face |
| Got it but I ain’t even begun to ball, wait |
| Ill’s my skill |
| Tryna build my mills |
| Watch 'em, kill my chill |
| So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) |
| Wheels like Hill (wheels) |
| Wheels like HIll (wheels) |
| Wheels like Hill (get gone) |
| So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay) |