Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ballout
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Carthan
Songwriter
Lyrics
1.4 on a mansion just to live in the hills
And this shit ain't even built, where I'm from, killers got skills
And my shorties so hot, gotta pop a Perc to chill
You can't ride around with us if you ain't goin' on no drills
I love catchin' opps, I run up, I'm so thrill
'Cause I'm gang like I'm Phill, baby, I'm so trill
Told her I like it when she drop it low 'cause I'm so still
Every day, I'm stackin' money, nigga, I want a mill
Ten hundred thousand count up, I'm tryna fill
TH go 200, baby I'm behind the wheel
Engine Maro in the kitchen, gotta grab the stainless steel
And she like what the F mean, Forgiato wheels
VVS' in the Audemar, the truck got a auto-start
Demon Hawk, I had to change the hood, now I look like Kevin Hart
Blue tips on my FN, I'm ready to flip the car
Dozen a pound of Gross stuffed in the cookie jar
I'm in a mansion in the hills, they say I look kinda far
2016 is the year that I stopped poppin' bars
And I smoke a lotta Gross, I do not sip no Par
And I got a eight of Wock' pourin' up on my way tomorrow
1.4 on a mansion just to live in the hills
And this shit ain't even built, where I'm from, killers got skills
And my shorties so hot, gotta pop a Perc to chill
You can't ride around with us if you ain't goin' on no drills
I love catchin' opps, I run up, I'm so thrill
'Cause I'm gang like I'm Phill, baby, I'm so trill
Told her I like it when she drop it low 'cause I'm so still
Every day, I'm stackin' money, nigga, I want a mill
Writer(s): Will Carthan
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