Hell Rell - Ha Freestyle lyrics

rate me

You still tryina get to know me huh

I see you walking round the club waving round that fake rollie huh

And your h belt phoney huh

You seen scarface 100 times and still think you tony huh?

You man thought I forgot, huh

That he the reason that my motherfucking dog got shot, huh?

And papi got some nerve, huh, some nerves

Tryina sell me so blow and overpricing for his birds, huh?

Don’t know I got em comin from mexico, huh

And gas these bitches up like I’m texaco, huh

Snitch tight, bitch tight

I’m allergic to them cause I’m the rich type

Let’s talk money, pull up to the table, play with me

I’m in your house like I’m hookin up the cable

Yeah, bullet tool out the toolbox

Makin sales on burer king parkin lot got me too hot

Strap on deck so I’m movin straight

Sold a half of brick got the super 8

I took the state troopers on a high chase

Got rid of the car, wipe the prints down, I’m safe

Like a motherfucking home run, turning keys like I’m pablo escobar son

The black version, the max working

Massage from your wife, your back hurting

Truck loads, bust loads, fuck hoes

Smoke o’s.