stiyers – hellcat lyrics
h+llcat lyrics
ap skelly hit
marching wit the clique
you broke yeah you sick (ha)
my pockets fat then a b+tch
i count blues but im not crip
you go out sad for a b+tch
i rock designer my drip
you talk down you getting blitz
she want pull up im like h+ll yeah
she want top me im like h+ll yeah
sending clips in a h+llcat
choppa takin off your wave cap
they like how the f+ck you do that?
ran my money up so much they asking how you do that
wrap his body up and ask him why the f+ck you move wrong?
why you always lack?
b+tch its never that
i run to the bag
like an athlete
dont know why they hate me
why they swagger jackin?
i just copped somе ice
b+tch im never nicе
shootin like the taliban
ill do you like isis
make him do the running man
if he wanna fight me
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