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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yeat
Yeat
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Clibbo
Clibbo
Producer

Lyrics

Hannah Montana, I'm Hannah Montana Hannah Montana, I'm Hannah Montana Hannah Montana, I'm Hannah Montana Hannah Montana, I'm Hannah Montana Hannah Montana, I'm Hannah Montana, no, no, no They searchin' for evil, I see (yeah) Uh, I'm diggin' this beat (yeah-yeah) They asking me how do I eat (I eat) Bitch, let my business be (yeah) I feel like I'm living a dream 'Cause I put Molly inside of the lean I'm, I'm high as fuck to be honest I think I just climbed a mountain, high as can be Once you can hear what I'm saying You know that they it's really me The real me don't speak The hill that I'm on is steep Yes, I been up for a week, can't sleep Get on the phone, watch how I speak Got red and blue lights behind me, I speed Adios, let's go, yeah-yeah, aquí Ha, ha, ha! Wrist on freezing, yeah, we out freezing Ah, wrist on freezing, my wrist, yeah, I'm freezing Money come and go, money come and go Gotta choose a chest, check it in and out the door I got big, big, big cash, where did it go? I got big, big, big racks, stash, where it at? (At) I got big, big, big bitch, ass fat If she a thick, thick, thick, rich bitch, send that @ Hold on, I got rich quick, Jimmy Neutron, gotta blast Hold on, what's the issue, bitch? Yeah, oh no, got attached Comin' in and out the ear, yeah, all I speak is facts I got in and out her rear, yeah, all I hear is splash Oh, she wan' smoke on this dopie? Oh, she wan' feel like the Popie? I'm using the force, they calling me Obi I shoot at my fours, I feel like I'm Kobe Oh, she like my words, she wanted some piping? The weed that I smoke, it's some fruit, yeah, it's ripey The way that I move on this beat, I'm sliding It missing, and you slipping Yeah, you a hippie Where's the bitch at? I don't gotta know She was with me, she would tip me Wait, that ass big, are you kidding me? I make bitches blink out, are you kidding me? You can talk to my ding-a-ling while I'm sing-a-ling Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, that hoe, send me help I been through hell, boy, can't you tell? Lean got me like snail, red like me some Chanel Promise I don't ever tell, mama I would never fail They searchin' for evil, I see (yeah) Uh, I'm digging this beat (yeah-yeah) They asking me how do I eat (I eat) Bitch, let my business be (yeah) I feel like I'm living a dream 'Cause I put Molly inside of the lean I'm, I'm high as fuck to be honest I think I just climbed a mountain, high as can be Once you can hear what I'm saying You know that it's really me The real me don't speak The hill that I'm on is steep Yes, I been up for a week, can't sleep Get on the phone, watch how I speak Got red and blue lights behind me, I speed Adios, let's go, yeah-yeah, aquí Ha, ha, ha!
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