Текст песни Bigbabygucc - Hell Yea Brother

(It's very hip to be on the internet right now) Ayy, ayy

I love the way the blood spill like paint splatter
He tried to hop in that tank, but it didn't matter (Uh)
You better up your rank
I'm right there when the money call, I ain't even lettin' this shit ring
Got big balls, I'ma let it drop, I don't give a fuck what you think

I'm like, yeah, yeah, it's that time again
'Vette right in the mail, I'm right in her ear
I put that shit on, not that type to share
Bitch, I got on Chrome, course they goin' stale
Hell yeah, they like hell yeah (Make 'em say)
Hell yeah, they like hell yeah (What I make 'em say)
Hell yeah, they like hell yeah (I make 'em say)
Hell yeah, they like hell yeah (Ayy, ayy)

Hell yeah, hell yeah, we got bricks and bails here
Hell yeah, hell yeah, hit like NFL, yeah
G-Lock in the mail, we just sent them shells
They hate, but I prevail
They ate when I weren't there
Let's start this shit off with a Zelle
I'm livin' above the rim
My bitch turned dead, she pale
Flex too much, I'm too trim
Don't look at me like I'm him
My bitch Skims came from Kim
Mini Draco, the size of an M
Hope you ain't too fond of your limbs

I got energy for my enemies
If you cross that line, you gon' meet defeat
Boy, don't challenge me, yo' bitch balance me
Show me her talents, that shit's not up to speed

I love the way the blood spill like paint splatter
He tried to hop in that tank, but it didn't matter (Uh)
You better up your rank
I'm right there when the money call, I ain't even lettin' this shit ring
Got big balls, I'ma let it drop, I don't give a fuck what you think

I'm like, yeah, yeah, it's that time again
'Vette right in the mail, I'm right in her ear
I put that shit on, not that type to share
Bitch, I got on Chrome, course they goin' stale
Hell yeah, they like hell yeah (Make 'em say)
Hell yeah, they like hell yeah (What I make 'em say)
Hell yeah, they like hell yeah (I make 'em say)
Hell yeah, they like hell yeah (Ayy, ayy)