Ricky Hil, Brophy, Fat Trel - Pop Pills lyrics
[Ricky Hil, Brophy, Fat Trel - Pop Pills lyrics]
I feel a holla, all my bitches swalla
I'm tatted on my collar I
Be running to the collar
In the black on black impala
I be eating on some pasta
Smoking like a Rasta fucked up posture
Walking like I'm leaning
You ain't never seen it
Candy painted coffins sour diesel coughing
Fuck with her often riding in the Chevy
I be walking real heavy
Make that bitch go boo like gedy, ow
Ricky Hil from the mound
I be paying like only 4 for the pound
All them bitches getting fucked
When they come around
Say they like my tattoos and
They like my sound give that girl a upper if
She say she feeling down
All my drugs are great and
I get 'em outta town profound underground
Your bitch is on my head I be sipping
On my meds so I tell her
Smoke weed, sip lean pop pills
I'm tatted on my collar I
Be running to the collar
In the black on black impala
I be eating on some pasta
Smoking like a Rasta fucked up posture
Walking like I'm leaning
You ain't never seen it
Candy painted coffins sour diesel coughing
Fuck with her often riding in the Chevy
I be walking real heavy
Make that bitch go boo like gedy, ow
Ricky Hil from the mound
I be paying like only 4 for the pound
All them bitches getting fucked
When they come around
Say they like my tattoos and
They like my sound give that girl a upper if
She say she feeling down
All my drugs are great and
I get 'em outta town profound underground
Your bitch is on my head I be sipping
On my meds so I tell her
Smoke weed, sip lean pop pills
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