Honey Cocaine - Hella Illy lyrics

I be too ill n***a In the field give a f** how you feel n***a Young honey that's a real spitter b**h run know she done when the wheels get her, uh Steel triggers, my bill's bigger If you see me with a b**h then I k** with her And I cut off all them fake hoes they still bitter So I'm takin' all their money, I'm a bill quitter Hell, speed up n***a re-up then we reload You wouldn't understand cause you ain't grow up on the east coast Can't shake no hand I'm tryna keep close, I keep close You with the little banked broke hoes on sleep mode I ain't waitin' on the sun to get up I ain't watin' like a fool for the sun to get up With some b**hes who won't hesitate to gun up the truck And get to bangin' on the necks then put one in the gut Now throw it up [Hook:] Gon' give it to the sky tuck ya hella millis Neck froze wrist rose n***a hella chilly I can tell that you fake cause I'm hella really If I'm ridin' with a b**h know she hella illy [x5] Hella illy, Hella hella illy uh Hella illy, Hella hella illy uh If I'm ridin' with a b**h know she hella illy If I'm ridin' with a b**h then she hella illy I drank all night and I'm still buzzin' Now my ex tryna call me like we still f**in' People tellin' me my old sh**'s still bumpin' So at a show what he done and he still jumpin' Illy, I'm really ill If I say a b**h realy, I really will I ain't never murdered no one but I really k** Test me and Imma show I'm made of really steel Don't get too smart Rich b**h I was raised with a true heart b**hes talkin' but the story always two parts They can't tell whats on my mind cause it's too dark You ain't even got time my shooters too sharp You ain't ballin' you a club in the cubicle I'm 'bout money I ain't tryna be beautiful I f**in' smell like money on my cuticles I told my b**hes play this sh** at my funeral, ho [Hook]