Ken Car$on - Hella lyrics

[Intro] (Star Boy, you're my hero) [Refrain] Ayy, the higher I get the better The longer I wait, she wetter I could've fu*ked her when I met her I pop me a Perc', just to settle I fu*ked that lil' b*tch 'til she red, she was yellow Shawty wan' be my vamp but she can't be my Bella ni**as 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 fu*k on that b*tch and then I prevail I feel like a pimp, I just might go sell her ni**as talking 'bout hoes but they know I got hella ni**as 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 fu*k 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 Seven 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 fu*k 'bout a jail, yeah This b*tch wanna fu*k, 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 ni**a 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 ni**as 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 fu*k on that b*tch and then I prevail (Yeah) I feel like a pimp, I just might go sell her (Yeah) ni**as talking 'bout hoes, but they know I got hella ni**as 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 fu*k 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 fu*ked her when I met her (Yeah) I pop me a Perc', just to settle (Oh yeah) I fu*ked 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) ni**as 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)