Hella lyrics
by Ken Carson
[Intro]
(Star Boy, you're my hero)
[Refrain]
Ayy, the higher I get the better
The longer I wait, she wetter
I could've f*cked her when I met her
I pop me a Perc', just to settle
I f*cked that lil' b*tch 'til she red, she was yellow
Shawty wan' be my vamp but she can't be my Bella
n*ggas say they got hoes but see me, I got hella (Yeah)
Hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Pre-Chorus]
Talkin' 'bout hoes, I got hella
I ran up the racks, I'm no failure
I f*ck on that b*tch and then I prevail
I feel like a pimp, I just might go sell her
n*ggas talking 'bout hoes but they know I got hella
n*ggas talking 'bout clothes but they know I got hella (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Hella, hella, hella, hella (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hella)
Hella, hella, hella, hella (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hella)
This b*tch do whatever I tell her
I f*ck her then send her to you, she won't tell ya
Opium, b*tch, I serve like some mail
I served that lil' boy and I ain't use no scale, yeah
[Verse]
I ran up the racks, you know I couldn't fail, yeah
I just got a pack, it came through the mail, yeah
Sellin' pounds of paraphernalia
If you ain't got Cash App, I got Zelle, yeah
If I get caught, I got bail, yeah
b*tch, I got them racks, give a f*ck 'bout a jail, yeah
This b*tch wanna f*ck, you know I'm like, "Hell yeah"
I keep my Glock tucked, I'll send you to hell, yeah
I keep my Glock tucked with one in the head
Let a n*gga try it then he dead
Step on him like an insect
I pop me a molly and then I forget
I pop me a molly and then I forget
He thought I was lame, thought I wasn't with the sh*ts
These n*ggas be lame when it come to a b*tch
So I'ma get lame when it come to get rich
Hella sticks, licks, 'Gielas, Ricks, licks, b*tch (Hella, yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Talkin' 'bout hoes, I got hella (Yeah)
I ran up the racks, I'm no failure (Yeah)
I f*ck on that b*tch and then I prevail (Yeah)
I feel like a pimp, I just might go sell her (Yeah)
n*ggas talking 'bout hoes, but they know I got hella
n*ggas talking 'bout clothes, but they know I got hella (I got hella)
[Chorus]
Hella (Yeah), hella (Yeah), hella (Yeah), hella (Yeah, hella)
Hella (Yeah), hella (Yeah), hella (Yeah), hella (Yeah)
This b*tch do whatever I tell her
I f*ck her then send her to you, she won't tell ya
Opium, b*tch, I serve like some mail
I served that lil' boy and I ain't use no scale, yeah
[Refrain]
Ayy, the higher I get, the better (Ayy)
The longer I wait, she wetter (Oh yeah)
I could've f*cked her when I met her (Yeah)
I pop me a Perc', just to settle (Oh yeah)
I f*cked that lil' b*tch 'til she red, she was yellow (Yeah)
Shawty wan' be my vamp but she can't be my Bella (Oh yeah)
n*ggas say they got hoes but see me, I got hella
[Chorus]
Hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella, ayy, hella (Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)