Текст песни HELLCAT - 1eleven

(Yuh)
(Ay)

Run up me it's a headshot
You don't want smoke, you just want clout (Uhh)
Fuck on your bitch made the bed rock
I got 3 hoes layin' on the couch
Remember them days when they had doubts
They ain't get it then, but they get it now
Now I'm skurtin' off the lot in a Hellcat,
I know that you hear the sound
(skrrrt)

I hit the bank cuz I ran out of cash in my pockets
You don't be doing a thing that you say stop cappin'
Bitch just stop it
She grab my dick and start twistin' and pullin'
Just like she was playin' a Bop-It
Bitch I'm the pied piper,
Play my hits and the birds start flockin'
Yuh!
I met a bitch out in Texas, she wanna meet up
(Yeah, she wanna meet up)
I met a bitch in Miami who ain't got a visa
(Okay) Yeah
I take a trip to Bahamas I went and put my feet up
Swear I be drippin' in Virgil, you wearin' Fila, yeah
Bro just got locked up but it ain't no discussion
Swear I just hopped in the brand new whip
Crashed out and I got a concussion
Gotta be quiet cause police be up on the scene,
These bitches be huntin'
I got a call from a burner
My bro on the line and he say that he runnin'
I done told that boy "Stay safe"
I don't wanna see his mugshot walkin' in public
Bro finna beat this case finna bail his ass out,
Be back by the summer
I don't even know this bitch name and she hittin' my line
So I'm blockin' her number
Swear that you and your boys start so much shit
I might need me a plunger,
or a plumber, it's a bummer

Run up me it's a headshot
You don't want smoke, you just want clout (Uhh)
Fuck on your bitch made the bed rock
I got 3 hoes, layin' on the couch
Remember them days when they had doubts
They ain't get it then, but they get it now
Now I'm skurtin' off the lot in a Hellcat,
I know that you hear the sound
(skrrrt)