HellRell ft. Geekmonsta Lyrics

I've been trying to keep bro out the jail cell

Been through hell raise hell like hell rell

Lethal shooter I still will send shells

Tp9 still love my glock

Free my brother he in a box

Trap house jump don't close come shop

If you ain't talking money better close your mouth

If you ain't talking cash can't come in the section

I look like a bag when I walk in the section

Live the life of a lord and I know it's a blessing

Nigga used to be poor as a fuck it's a blessing

Aye I used broke as a fuck can't lie

How you took my fye when I slide with a fye

How you up on the score and nobody ain't die

If you really want smoke we can match get high

I'm the real geekmonsta I ain't never gone change

Smoking exotic to deal with this pain

Lil bro didn't listen tried to put him on game

Fell in love with the glizzy tp9 blick thing

It's been a Lil minute since I chilled with the gang

I was moving too fast had to switch up the lanes

But you know I'm sticked up trying to die for this fame

Geeked up you can tell by the lyrics

See I'm sliding with demons you can tell by the spirits

Talk with a slur so you barely can hear it

You don't know how to drive let me teach you how to steer it

I've been trying to keep bro out the jail cell

Been through hell raise hell like hell rell

Lethal shooter I still will send shells

Tp9 still love my Glock

Free my brother he in a box

Trap house jump don't close come shop

If you ain't talking money better close your mouth