HELLY (feat. BabyBartier, unitus & Sir Untre)
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HELLY (feat. BabyBartier, unitus & Sir Untre) lyrics

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Yeah, this from my rebel, stay down Tote the red [?] when I'm in your town Hello, bad bitch, wanna fuck with me now? This a classic, you cannot steal the sound (blatt, blatt) Yeah, huh (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt), huh, huh, huh You better gon' keep that, huh, you better gon' keep that bag The codeine get your bitch wet (blatt, blatt), yeah All of these diamonds, they sit on my neck, I feel like anemic Spend a check, no reason, you talk on gang, you bleedin' Still the same young nigga, but [?] Ridin' in an R8, your ho, she keep on teasin' I got Rick O' [?] if you teasin' (sha), sha I'm on, bitch, I stack it, bitch, I'm sneaky, slatt I Maison Margiela my sneaker (sha) When the bitch hit me up like a snap I'm a big Blood, I been a [nickle?] (sha, sha) He got hit up, we layin' a pistol [?] in the curb with a rental I'm in that bitch, but I'm flexin' the [?] (sha) I'm an AK member, pull up, presidential Damn, my fire gon' [?], rambo money schizo' I missed the opp like [?] hood I'm with the gang, keep shit in the hood I got racks, came out the dirt (sha, mhm, sha, sha, sha) Bitch, I pop out with the swag, these bitches stuck (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) Big dope, I keep gettin' high as fuck, can't get enough (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) Thick ho and she just like to fuck, she like it rough Lambo', I make your bitch get low until I bust (yeah) Told you kick the fuckin' dope, the drugs get flushed And if they [?], you don't know, keep it hush I put these glasses on, I don't see shit, bitch, I'm rushed Each my song come on, these bitches [?], these bitches blush Yeah, this from my rebel, stay down Tote the red [?] when I'm in your town Hello, bad bitch, wanna fuck with me now? This a classic, you cannot steal the sound

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