Grio$, Ski Mask the Slump God - Party In The Hills lyrics

Bad with my aim when I cum
Your bitch want meat, my filet-mignon
I hide the kids deep in her throat
Lettin' it go on her body, no bum
Damn son, where you find this?
Smokin' on Afghan, matter fact, Saddam
No ceilings like Weezy, but she feeling linen
'Cause I turn the chicken up into a picket
But fuck all that drama, you
Can meet my llama, bitch
Hey, brr skrt, skrt
Hey, hey hey, hey
See 'em Mike

Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
Everybody rolling on that yea we poppin pills
Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
I told that little bitch we’re through
Cause we bout to chill
Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
Everybody rolling on that yea we poppin pills


Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
I told that little bitch we’re through
Cause we bout to chill

Party looking lit call it Project X
Everybody drunk as shit
All these girls want sex
Hey, pop another little pill
Smoking on the kill, kill
Call me faded I don't wanna turn hell
Yeah, this bitch got me she dated
I can go from plenty reals
And lit, lit lit like lit
Keep a whole blade, bumping xanny in the cell
Tank, using heavy rail
I be drunk into my town
Wifey, they touching the ground
Are you even making sound
Look at the body we count threat people now
We got a party, just getting wavy
You should be getting aroused
Look at my style
She 'bout to bounce on my dick
I'ma hit it, hit it, in and out

Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
Everybody rolling on that yea we poppin pills
Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
I told that little bitch we’re through
Cause we bout to chill
Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
Everybody rolling on that yea we poppin pills
Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
I told that little bitch we’re through
Cause we bout to chil
(I said like Asain bitch, ain't a thing)
Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
Everybody rolling on that yea we poppin pills
Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
I told that little bitch we’re through
Cause we bout to chill
Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
Everybody rolling on that yea we poppin pills
Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
I told that little bitch we’re through
Cause we bout to chil

I said like asian bitch, ain't a thing
Chinese platters, chicken wings
Chopstick, silver chain
But at that thing, that change
Asian bitch, ain't a thing
Chinese platters, chicken wings
Chopstick, silver chain
But at that thing, that change
Cough at your daughter
Cough at your daughter
Cough at your daughter i need the water
Come straight from the harbor
Pumping the water, could save much water
I need the water
Come straight from the harbor
Cough at your daughter i need the water
Come straight from the harbor

Um, bad with my aim when I cum
Your bitch want meat, my filet-mignon
I hide the kids deep in her throat
Lettin' it go on her body, no bum
Smokin' on Afghan, matter fact, Saddam
No ceilings like Weezy, but she feeling linen
'Cause I turn the chicken up into a picket
But fuck all that drama
You can meet my llama

Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
Everybody rolling on that yea we poppin pills
Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
I told that little bitch we’re through
Cause we bout to chill
Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
Everybody rolling on that yea we poppin pills
Party in the hills we bout to have a thrill
I told that little bitch we’re through
Cause we bout to chill