lirik lagu mori briscoe - hillas
[verse 1: wal blixk]
all that troll sh~t end
n~gga keep sayin’ i’m rappin’ too much, go put up for lo, so i’m ready to bend
why they keep sayin’ i got dirt on my name?
like, go back, you gon’ hear it again
please don’t tell me what a next mon say, n~gga, suck my d~ck if they felt that way, facts
i’m tryna blitz that, [?], n~ggas scared just to walk my way
sh~t gettin’ realer
hilla on me tryna f~ck off the liquor
give her two shots, now she gon’ talk in my ear, like, what f~ck is a hilla?
she try to post so i bet you i k!ll her
i tell her “don’t”, no bryson tiller
she tryna vibe wit’ the folks and the k!llers
she chillin’ wit’ opps when we’re givin’ her [?]
if i call you my brother, on bro, i’m outside for you
the sneak dissin’, on gang, that is not loyal
bap, bap, bap, boy, it sound like some hot oil
bullets hot and it feel like a hot boil
d~mn, i be ready to blitz, k!ll him, he think i’m throwin’ my fist
nick gzz wit’ me, gon’ catch my assist
just watch how we get when we boom at the ‘rip
my spiral elite, patrick mahomes like i play for the chiefs
tyreek hill, watch him dip on his feet
70 on d~ck, so i put on my ski
they spoke on my dead so i wanna meet
like, if y’all tough, n~gga i wanna see
please don’t ask that, wb
when they see me in person they barely speak
[verse 2]
on court and i’m buggin’
smokin’ all deads, boy, they got me started
spin downtown, if nunu not there in the fort, on bro, then we goin’ to [?]
like, where lil jus?
i got a brodie his age and shordy he not not for the talkin’, he ready to buss
and he got limitless rage, lil k he gon’ pull up and spark him, he hittin’ his target
back to the veer, she got a man but doubt that i care
i told her dance, i told her shake that sh~t, turn around throw that ass in the air
[verse 3: mori briscoe]
like, throw it back to the beat
packin’ a gleesh, throw it back it on a g
that n~gga salty he heard she wit’ me
lul keem throw the beam on, he gon’ flee, like
laughin’ at n~ggas ‘cause they think it’s over, like
f~ck it, we spinnin’ again
we tryna catch him, put him on a poster, like
we put him up wit’ his friend
hillas want me, [?] my soda, like
shordy keep tryin’ to get bent
on god, ion wanna be sober
high off the opp sh~t punchin’ my chest, like
say he safe, better ride wit’ your g, like
i get him slimed for a fee
they talkin’ on bro i’m still high off the~
i told them “it’s fine”, they gon’ meet
i’m wit’ then members, we vibey
all the hillas they be on my body
ion trust ‘em, the g right beside me
1942 we ain’t sippin’ no casi
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