Lil He77 - Hills Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah

Twenty bands in each pocket
Forty bands bitch I'm big ballin'
Shorty top me up no stallin
Shoot up to the sky like a rocket
Got a new house in the hills
Shorty love me and my bills
I don't give a f*ck about how you feel (Yeah)
I don't give a f*ck about how you feel (Yeah)
Shorty used to clown me, yeah she told me
I was lame, then I pulled up in a big body, fatass mulanne
Fatass' mulsanne' got that four wheel drive
Bitch I'm brown but I'm still mobbing with my gang all the time (Yeah)

Twenty-five eight, seven-eleven (Yeah)
Spitting more verse than a reverend (Yeah)
Your nigga he shop at the west end (Yeah)
All of my diamonds send a message (Yeah)
Diamonds they sparkle and shine (Yeah)
Shorty you ran out of time (Yeah)
I'm the best you ever had in your life
Run through your friends in my white Nike's yeah
Two bad bitches, two bad bitches, four
Two four five six, need ten more
Young brown boy still wipe his nose
When I pull up they all on they toes (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shorty got me in my mode (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, put the Moncler on my coat (Yeah)
Put 100k on my outfit
Bitch I'm 18 I ain't out yet
Night time riding with the owls (Yeah)
Porsche push out the miles (Yeah)
Bitches love HE77 like Sosa
F*ck her and giver her samosa
Shorty seen me getting closer
Shorty walked through, lift my doors up

Twenty bands in each pocket
Forty bands bitch I'm big ballin'
Shorty top me up no stallin
Shoot up to the sky like a rocket
Got a new house in the hills
Shorty love me and my bills
I don't give a f*ck about how you feel (Yeah)
I don't give a f*ck about how you feel (Yeah)
Shorty used to clown me, yeah she told me I was lame
Then I pulled up in a big body, fatass mulanne
Fatass mulsanne got that four wheel drive
Bitch I'm brown but I'm still mobbing with my gang all the time (Yeah)