EST Gee - Hell lyrics

[EST Gee - Hell lyrics]

Ayy, ayy (Yeah, uh, uh, huh)
Ayy, ayy (Uh, uh, uh, uh)

Nigga, I don't know you, nigga
You don't know me
I'm from OT
(I'm from OT)
Whenever I'm 'round it's like
The corner store
Sell more teas
(The corner store sell more)
As my reputation proceed
(Grr) , it seem like more bleed (Grr, grr)
If I had one wish
I'd turn my problems into codeine
(Into drank)
Eight bands, thank God, amen
Finessed for four Ps
Times a hundred, nigga, I'm gettin' money
That's on the rumble
Straight from Humble, niggas
Ain't talkin' numbers
A real boss
Call me when it's bought, I
Hate to talk to runners
Close your mouth
(Close your mouth)
If you get caught, your silence
Don't cost you nothin'
Had nothin'
(Had nothin')
Straight from out the struggle, I'm
Talkin' bread and butter
Red's brother
First one to love me when I
Knew they ain't love me
Red dumpin'
Know I'ma follow up, ain't
No damn runnin'
Handcuff me
Ain't no cooperatin'
Ain't sayin' nothin'
(Shh)
Say it's up
I got a gun for a nigga to stand under
(I got a gun for you to stand under)

Yeah, round of applause (Round of applause)
He turned a man, a hundred grand
He finally dropped his balls
(He finally dropped shit)
Shit, I feel wrong
They say I came up off of fentanyl
(Fentanyl)
I ask the streets and they
Say, "Gee, you trippin'
Hell nah"
(Nigga, hell nah)
We all tryna ball
(Yeah) , we all tryna win (Yeah)
And if I had another chance
I'd probably win again
(I'd probably win again)
God if I'm wrong, so bless your dawg
I'm finna sin again
(I'm finna sin again)
And if I get another chance
I'm tryna win again
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'll do this shit again

Yeah, switches on the glizzy, ten (Brr)
Let him post a pic like, yeah, we missed him
We gon' spin again
(Yeah, we gon' spin again)
This a special come-up
'cause conditions that I did it in
(That I did it in)
Driller tryna lock a killin' in
Wish death on many men
Any man that said they want me dead
I put a missile in
If my beef had chickens
Still'll bite it off a gristle then
Judge had told us wasn't no witnesses
So he dismissin' it
Really rich, got a million in
Just on silly shit
I'm feelin' it
Soon as I feel it, it boost my adrenaline
(Boost my adrenaline)
Finish him
Fuck all of that Instagram and Twitterin'
I've been in, it wasn't no
Way out, fuck it
So I'm still in it
The viciousest whoever did this shit
I got the city lit
Island boss, the biggest fish (Island boss)

Yeah, round of applause (Round of applause)
He turned a man a hundred grand
He finally dropped his balls
(He finally dropped shit)
Shit, I feel wrong
They say I came up off of fentanyl
(Fentanyl)
I ask the streets and they
Say, "Gee, you trippin'
Hell nah"
(Nigga, hell nah)
We all tryna ball
(Yeah) , we all tryna win (Yeah)
And if I had another chance
I'd probably win again
(I'd probably win again)
God if I'm wrong, so bless your dawg
I'm finna sin again
(I'm finna sin again)
And if I get another chance
I'm tryna win again
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'll do this shit again

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