half-a-mil (hit-boy & dom kennedy) - pop tops lyrics
(intro)
half-a-mil
everytime, yeah…
look, yeah…
(chorus: hit-boy & dom kennedy)
we don’t pop pills, pop tops on the hennesey
three red cups later, it’s finally hitting me
skiped cl-ss, still made history
g-cl-ss, been past chemistry
we don’t pop pills, pop tops on the hennesey
three red cups later, it’s finally hitting me
it’s finally hitting me
(verse 1: hit-boy)
i’m like rj, i’m off the hennebito!
even when i’m faded, i watch how i speak though
your closest might turn into amigo
i see the same freaks every city we go
r.i.p. to the nate, roll the whole 8
drop that half-a-mil, she know the whole tape
incoming text from an old flame
she want that old thang
bossin’ over the [?] both close lake
meet me in the parking lot
i got something to spark
call me as soon as you park
you can never say i kept you in the dark
and i can never let you play me closely
even rappers hatin’ on me
grab that cognac and [?]
(chorus: hit-boy & dom kennedy)
we don’t pop pills, pop tops on the hennesey
three red cups later, it’s finally hitting me
skiped cl-ss, still made history
g-cl-ss, been past chemistry
we don’t pop pills, pop tops on the hennesey
three red cups later, it’s finally hitting me
it’s finally hitting me
(verse 2: bc)
b-tch, think i’m tripping off her, well sorry i don’t fall for hoes
line em up baby knock them down like dominoes
guarenteed i got one everyday of the week
get around, get around, like 2-p-a-c!
please don’t act crazy got that thang on me
finna had me started up, gotta stay low key
cause i don’t need them old bums, f-ck them aging
n-ggas tryna say they want sign me cause [?]
banks in the addie, i ain’t puttin’ in my [?]
n-ggas still thuggin’, i ain’t even check [?]
money still dirty, and [?] got a ransom
even if it ain’t bout the church, n-gga h-ll [?]
pullin’ off in the back to back trucks, like the president
if it ain’t about the money, n-gga, it ain’t relevant
shawty way too thick, yeah, n-gga, ain’t no mercy
bringing it to [?] secrets, baby, like some [?]
(chorus: hit-boy & dom kennedy)
we don’t pop pills, pop tops on the hennesey
three red cups later, it’s finally hitting me
skiped cl-ss, still made history
g-cl-ss, been past chemistry
we don’t pop pills, pop tops on the hennesey
three red cups later, it’s finally hitting me
it’s finally hitting me
[verse 3: dom kennedy]
my only position is to be thankful
spread only positive information
practice discipline, practice patience
i won’t be exceeding those limitations, uh
jacuzzi is full, it’s a situation, yeah
only the real ones got a visitation, yeah
lying on me, these n-ggas is hatin’
i might [?] to cayman
and i only smoke flavorin’
her eyes so tired, look like she asian
down sunset, like i’m parading
on the car-phone talking with van davis
[bridge: hit-boy]
we don’t pop pills, pop tops on the hennesey
three red cups later, it’s finally hitting me
it’s finally hitting me
[outro: tag]
half-a-mil…
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