Hill2Hill lyrics

[Intro: Edot Babyy]
Grahh, grahh-boom
Ayo Stacks, what's the f*ckin' word bro, like (Yozora)
n*ggas know what's goin' on
We ain't f*ckin' around
Glahh-glahh
What? Ga-
Grahh, grahh grahh-boom (Bow)
What, gang gang (What? Bow bow bow)
Glahh, what, glahh, glahh (Gang, gang, gang n*gga)

[Verse 1: Edot Babyy & Lnf Stacks]
When them n*ggas talkin', I swear they just chattin', cuz them n*ggas never gon' shoot that
Put the chop to his chest make him move back
If we spinnin', we totin' like two straps
Look, Edot Babyy, I drive them crazy, if you know me then you know that
He got put in past tense like a throw back
In the party you know we control that, like
f*ck all the oppas, forever the shotta
If he move wock, I'ma toss that
He got shot in his spot, caught a hunchback
Now he rappin' and makin' them diss tracks, uh
But I'ma keep stackin' and pass it to Stacks 'cause I know brodie gon' floss that
Get the drop on an opp and just off that
Glahh, glahh glahh boom (Glahh, gang gang, ga-)
[Verse 2: Lnf Stacks]
Spin his block, then hе hop out the whip
Dotty the 'rip and you know he stay totin' thе grip
O's to the nine in this b*tch
Call up my 'ooters, don't matter who started this sh*t
Drilly Gz to my di*k (Uh huh)
Tdot, you a b*tch, you ain't on sh*t
Turn yo' ass to a spliff
Have him bunny hoppin' out the whip, then I'm back to the strip (Gang-gang-gang)
Some n*ggas be talkin', some n*ggas be actin'
n*ggas be pus*y, put him in a casket
Check the score, and send us a [?]
On the news, yeah they said somethin' tragic

[Verse 3: Louie]
Soon as I up that, bet they run
Jackin' he drilly, get put in a trunk
Stacks a demon, he ready to dump
Up it on bro, yeah he do it for fun, like
f*ck all them opps, them n*ggas they be on my di*k
Shout out to Timmy, he restin' in p*ss (Timmy)
O to the nine, b*tch you know we tote sticks, like
You touch one of mines, you know I'ma spin
Stupid lil' Dummy got turned to a spliff (Dummy)
n*ggas be talkin', but never gon' spin
Shout out my apes, and I f*ck with some 'rips
[Bridge: SugarHill Keem]
Glahh, O block, O block
Glahh, O block, O block
Glahh, O block, O block
Glahh, glahh-glahh boom (Lotti)
Like, O block, O block (O block, O block)

[Verse 4: SugarHill Keem]
f*ck that, lets spin, like
Woo died, who next?
Smokin' on beans, and this sh*t gotta kick
And I f*ck wit' my 'rips
O to the nine when I walk thru' your strip
Like, can't go out like Nick
Edot my brother, for him take that risk
Like, told brodie don't miss
f*ck it, just give me the grip
You f*ck with them n*ggas, you know that it's lit
Look, and I'm gon' spin
I flock at his V and I flock at his friend
I don't f*ck with no Gz, I catch DThang and you know that it's lit
Free Quan, and he totin' on grips
You f*ck with them n*ggas, you know we gon' spin, look
And you know we gon' spin, look, just give me the grip
Yo, Stacks, look, just give me the grip
f*ck it, I'ma just empty the clip
TMac, and you better run quick (Fatass)
And I f*ck with my 'rips
That was your b*tch, and she gave me spits
Look, now she runnin' like rick
[Outro: SugarHill Keem]
Grahh, grahh-boom
Grahh, grahh
Grahh, grahh-boom (Like suck my f*ckin' di*k n*gga, SugarHill get the f*ckin' money)
Smokin' Lotti (O to the nine, man)
Grahh, grahh-grahh-boom
(Yozora)