Hank Hill Lyrics

Being me so stressful

Money don't make shit better

Diamonds on me they

Diamonds on me they wetter

Fuck the little hoe and I left her

Bitch know she ain't special

She fuck around and left whoever

She thought i would treat her better

I'm rocking this chain like a medal

Rolling up flower I'm smoking on Petals

Me and you we not the same

I ain't never been a lame

This real gas propane

Got a plug name Hank

Bitch I be lit Like a flame

We fuckin she grabbing my chain

I slutted her out but she said she a Saint

I knew I would win I just had to wait

Grind right now don't wait to late

I'm thumbing through paper like I Make Plays

I'm way to high but it's ok

Money come in different ways

Gotta bad bitch going both ways

Lost myself in the drank

Lost myself in my brain

Found myself another way

Psychedelics got me outer space

Shit be right there in your face

You know it's attention that you Got To Pay

You win and you lose cause life is a Game

I'm coming home late no need to Wait Up

This shit modern art Nigga

I don't need no paint brush

All of us get money now

I had to take some pay cuts

Phone keep ringing like I got action

Door keep swinging like we trapping

I was broke made it happen

Being me so stressful

Money don't make shit better

Diamonds on me they

Diamonds on me they wetter

Fuck the lil hoe and I left her

Bitch know she ain't special

She fuck around and left whoever

She thought i would treat her better

I'm rocking this chain like a medal

Rolling up flower I'm smoking on Petals