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130hill - Vol.1 Lyrics



130hill - Vol.1 Lyrics




I got lots of cheese
Fetty Guap Run it up

Ima pour this pint up
Till I spill my cup

Hot box the civic yea
Bitch hella stuffed

Fiend for the cash
Yea I cannot have enough

I got lean yuh
Wit the team yuh
Ken to me yuh
All them ken to me yuh
Gucci feet
Ripped jeans yuh
Swaggy p yuh
Young g yuh

I'm wit steez yah
Hiting tracks ah wit ease yuh

I'm a fiend yah
For that money ima Feind yah

Pourin cardi in my sweet tea
Feeling sleepy

Bad bitch look like cardi
And we At the party

Ima lil nigga
But my nigga heavy with tha heat

I put on for nova
Bitch I hopped up in this industry

I'll never let a f*ck nigga
Try and finish me

She asked what was in my cup
And I said that it's that dirty

I been plotting
Whipping up with the wrist motion
Bitch I'm sippin real lean
Nigga this ain't Motrin
Callin up da plug
Cause he got my ass floatin
Drunk at the function
Yea this cup is hella potent

I got lots of cheese
Fetty Guap Run it up

Ima pour this pint up
Till I spill my cup

Hot box the civic yea
Bitch hella stuffed

Fiend for the cash
Yea I cannot have enough

I got the racks in my pocket
Money I come in I can't stop it
Sipping that drank I can't stop it
Sipping that drank got me knockin
Sippin like I'm speaker knockers
Ice drippin basking n robins

Yea ima young nigga poppin
Senior season yea we poppin
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I got lots of cheese
Fetty Guap Run it up

Ima pour this pint up
Till I spill my cup

Hot box the civic yea
Bitch hella stuffed

Fiend for the cash
Yea I cannot have enough

I got lean yuh
Wit the team yuh
Ken to me yuh
All them ken to me yuh
Gucci feet
Ripped jeans yuh
Swaggy p yuh
Young g yuh

I'm wit steez yah
Hiting tracks ah wit ease yuh

I'm a fiend yah
For that money ima Feind yah

Pourin cardi in my sweet tea
Feeling sleepy

Bad bitch look like cardi
And we At the party

Ima lil nigga
But my nigga heavy with tha heat

I put on for nova
Bitch I hopped up in this industry

I'll never let a f*ck nigga
Try and finish me

She asked what was in my cup
And I said that it's that dirty

I been plotting
Whipping up with the wrist motion
Bitch I'm sippin real lean
Nigga this ain't Motrin
Callin up da plug
Cause he got my ass floatin
Drunk at the function
Yea this cup is hella potent

I got lots of cheese
Fetty Guap Run it up

Ima pour this pint up
Till I spill my cup

Hot box the civic yea
Bitch hella stuffed

Fiend for the cash
Yea I cannot have enough

I got the racks in my pocket
Money I come in I can't stop it
Sipping that drank I can't stop it
Sipping that drank got me knockin
Sippin like I'm speaker knockers
Ice drippin basking n robins

Yea ima young nigga poppin
Senior season yea we poppin
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Writer: Kevin Simpson
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