Hell Yeah Lyrics

TOK, HellUTalmbout

Know what Im talkin' bout

706 everywhere they be lookin' at me

Lookin' for me, what you mean

I said I got you when I get home

Keep them 223s and white chrome

All my blocks got Glocks, that'll open up your front door

When they see me, then it's Huncho

Spittin' crack when I say so

If a nigga tryin' run me, then we callin' up the fazo

She gone suck it till her face swole

Hell yeah she gone take on

White Nike's when we creeping

Keep that insurance like Geico

I don't pose for no nigga, but I had to take a picture

Had to hit em where he live

Took a stroll down to Prichard

Got that fye on my back

And I'm with it (ya feel me)

Hitting hoes from the back

Got that grill (on her titties)

Fuck an apology, I'm coming for everything that you owe me

I ain't getting it from you

I'm getting it from ya homies

Hell Naw, I ain't playing

You look at me we slaying

Lil nigga keep on coming round here then you canned

Took a flight late at night

Bitches think I'm Peter Pan

Drink a 40 with a Xan

Now I'm lit throwing hands

I said I got you when I get home

Keep them 223s and white chrome

All my blocks got Glocks, that'll open up your front door

When they see me, then it's Huncho

Spittin' crack when I say so

If a nigga tryin' run me, then we callin' up the fazo

She gone suck it till her face swole

Hell yeah she gone take on

White Nike's when we creeping

Keep that insurance like Geico

I don't pose for no nigga, but I had to take a picture

Had to hit em where he live

Took a stroll down to Prichard

She in my phone but she not bae

Hoes in a race like it's relay

I told her bring her friend too

So I can paint both of they face

Got these old hoes, fucking hoes

Yeah, I suppose

When I get up in that pussy

Imma swim just like I dove

Checks and shit, Glocks gone hit

Niggas pull up, we poppin shit

Imma real pretty nigga

Keep it cool, I might rock ya shit

Put my boys in Benzes, cuz we ridin till we end this

Hit my nigga Ozzy up

Cuz we bout to go handle business

Louie V, this not cheap

Hoes is bitter, niggas is sweet

At the bank everyday

Niggas just don't got the reach

You gone be the student, while I be the teacher

Imma teach

Always giving em sum to copy

Might as well just give me toppy (Bitch)

I said I got you when I get home

Keep them 223s and white chrome

All my blocks got Glocks, that'll open up your front door

When they see me, then it's Huncho

Spittin' crack when I say so

If a nigga tryin' run me, then we callin' up the fazo

She gone suck it till her face swole

Hell yeah she gone take on

White Nike's when we creeping

Keep that insurance like Geico

I don't pose for no nigga, but I had to take a picture

Had to hit em where he live

Took a stroll down to Prichard