Hell Yuh lyrics

[Chorus: Dom Corleo]
She saying hell yuh yuh yuh
I'm like b*tch hell yuh
Count my money like hell yuh
And when I f*ck her grab her hair yuh
Thumb through hundreds like hell yuh
My money sit up on the chair yuh
Catch me flying down the dead run
I throw up in a Panamera
I'm high as hell on a plane
I might as well go buy drank
You might as well go cop plain
You might as well f*ck a lame
b*tch ass b*tch ass
I was grippin' on his b*tch ass
Model hoe she got some real ass
Bottega on me and a Rick bag
Benz truck and I ain't rent that
Sex drive on 10 racks
Yuh, I go up
I hop on that beat and I'm gone blow
Yuh, she go ghost yuh
She hop in that truck and she gone go

[Verse: Merchata]
Fasho fasho
b*tch you know that I do this fasho
Off a X whеn I get to the show
Locked in my drеams I be doing the most
Smoking on thrax I ain't doing the lows
Yo b*tch just taking off cloths
I pull up on seven and pour up a four
I count up 11 then go to the post
Yuh, I do this sh*t on my lone
I don't even know how these b*tches be broke
Yeah I just hop in the coupe lets go
I showed them some racks and they act like we close
Yuh, and I'm really stuck in that mode
I smoke a zip and I stick to the code
[Bridge: Merchata]
I put on Balenciagas with the Rick
I hopped in the Daytona with your b*tch
And I ain't got no drank so I'm feelin sick
I told you I can't die till I'm rich

[Chorus: Dom Corleo]
She saying hell yuh yuh yuh
I'm like b*tch hell yuh
Count my money like hell yuh
And when I f*ck her grab her hair yuh
Thumb through hundreds like hell yuh
My money sit up on the chair yuh
Catch me flying down the dead run
I throw up in a Panamera
I'm high as hell on a plane
I might as well go buy drank
You might as well go cop plain
You might as well f*ck a lame
b*tch ass b*tch ass
I was grippin' on his b*tch ass
Model hoe she got some real ass
Bottega on me and a Rick bag
Benz truck and I ain't rent that
Sex drive on 10 racks
Yuh, I go up
I hop on that beat and I'm gone blow
Yuh, she go ghost yuh
She hop in that truck and she gone go