Lyrics NHL (feat. Sewerperson) - Tommy Ice

Yeah, yeah
Tommy season
(You know the vibes)
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah
Lately I been feel' like my heart beat gettin' killed

Tryna get away from my city and the drugs (yeah)
Said I'd never fold, now I'm blowin' up the plug
If I take another shot, I'd probably tell her I'm in love (yeah)
I don't feel nothing, so I'm filling up my cup (filling up my cup)
Say I got a dark side, shorty how you tell? (yeah)
I been getting checks like I'm in the NHL (oh)
This ain't nothing new to me, and my jewelry, (nothing new to me) whoa (hey)
Tryna get away from my city and the drugs (yeah)
Said I'd never fold, now I'm blowin' up the plug
If I take another shot, I'd probably tell her I'm in love (yeah)
I don't feel nothin, so I'm filling up my cup (fill it up, whoa)
Say I got a dark side, shorty how you tell? (how you tell?)
I been getting checks like I'm in the NHL (hey)
This ain't nothing new to me, (ay) and my jewelry, (oh) whoa

She got the nerve to ask me, "Does it hurt?"
Ferragamo belt I got the brown on black reverse
I might pour a couple pints, she gon' pop a couple percs
And I'm scared of comin' down, but drugs they had me feelin' worse
Like I'm tired of nothing workin' in my life I think like I'm cursed
Something in her eyes just hit my soul, I feel the hurt
She just rolled a blunt, her hands are dusted with some purp
And her brand new IG while she wipe it on the shirt
Baby girl, I'm in the planets so lemme feel the universe
Baby girl ion got no plans but I think I say I'll stay at home and work
I got stripes round back my pants and I got monsters on my shirts (Tundra Beats)
Since my pockets good, my feelings all that's left for you to hurt (yeah, yeah)

Tryna get away from my city and the drugs
Said I'd never fold, now I'm blowin' up the plug
If I take another shot, probably tell her I'm in love (yeah)
I don't feel enough, so I'm filling up my cup (fillin' up my cup)
Say I got a dark side, shorty how you tell? (yeah)
I been getting checks like I'm in the NHL (oh)
This ain't nothing new to me, and my jewelry, (nothing new to me) whoa

Runnin' from the past, like I'm in the NFL (yeah)
Yeah, your secret safe with me, shorty I don't kiss and tell (I don't kiss and tell)
I don't got no cash on me, do you got a zelle, I'm doin' none
Had a demon on my back, that's the reason I was runnin'
Keep it on me all time, I don't never lack, bitch (hey)
Runnin' from the past now, (yeah) runnin' from my last bitch
Stunt on a hoe I don't need
I don't got time for it (yeah)
Slidin' in my Tom Fords
Pour another line for it
Like you when I'm slowed, but I know I shouldn't be
Blowing up my phone, (ay) are you kidding me? (kidding me)
Are you shittin' me? (yeah)
Ay, you shouldn't be (oh-oh, whoa) (Tundra Beats)

Tryna get away from my city and the drugs
Said I'd never fold, now I'm blowin' up the plug
If I take another shot, probably tell her I'm in love (yeah)
I don't feel enough, so I'm filling up my cup (fillin' up my cup)
Say I got a dark side, shorty how you tell? (yeah)
I been getting checks like I'm in the NHL (oh)
This ain't nothing new to me, and my jewelry, (nothing new to me) whoa

Yeah, blowin' up the plug
Yeah, fillin' up the cup, how you tell?
Yeah, ay, oh, whoa