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honey c - hella illy lyrics

[verse 1]
i be too ill n-gga
in the field give a f-ck how you feel n-gga
young honey that’s a real spitter
b-tch run know she done when the wheels get her, uh
steel triggers, my bill’s bigger
if you see me with a b-tch then i k!ll with her
and i cut off all them fake hoes they still bitter
so i’m takin’ all their money ?i’m a bill quitter?
h-ll, speed up
n-gga re-up then we reload
you wouldn’t understand cause you ain’t grow up on the east coast
can’t shake no hand i’m tryna keep close, i keep close
you with the little banked broke hoes on sleep mode
i ain’t waitin’ on the sun to get up
i ain’t watin’ like a fool for the sun to get up
with some b-tches who won’t hesitate to gun up the truck
and get to bangin’ on the necks then put one in the gut
now throw it up

[hook]
gon’ give it to the sky tuck ya h-lla millis
neck froze wrist rose n-gga h-lla chilly
i can tell that you fake cause i’m h-lla really
if i’m ridin’ with a b-tch know she h-lla illy (x5)
h-lla illy, h-lla h-lla illy uh
h-lla illy, h-lla h-lla illy uh
if i’m ridin’ with a b-tch know she h-lla illy
if i’m ridin’ with a b-tch then she h-lla illy

[verse 2]
i drank all night and i’m still buzzin’
now my ex tryna call me like we still f-ckin’
people tellin’ me my old sh-t’s still bumpin’
so at a show what he done and he still jumpin’
illy, i’m really ill
if i say a b-tch realy, i really will
i ain’t never murdered no one but i really k!ll
test me and imma show i’m made of really steel
don’t get too smart
rich b-tch i was raised with a true heart
b-tches talkin’ but the story always two parts
they can’t tell whats on my mind cause it’s too dark
you ain’t even got time my shooters too sharp
you ain’t ballin’ you a club in the cubicle
i’m ’bout money i ain’t tryna be beautiful
i f-ckin’ smell like money on my cuticles
i told my b-tches play this sh-t at my funeral, ho

[hook]

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