Текст песни White Hills - Austin Fillmore
Leave
me
alone
Please
don't
call
my
phone
In
my
zone
You
should
get
ya
own
You
just
cap
Really
nigga
what
you
on
I'm
too
real
I
ain't
something
u
can
clone
yea
Bands
on
me
I
came
with
the
heat
See
my
name
Yea
it's
running
through
these
streets
You
just
cap
really
nigga
what
ya
on
I'm
too
real
I
ain't
something
you
can
clone
yea
I
ain't
like
none
of
niggas
I
had
switch
up
the
pace
Pain
on
my
face
I
beat
case
We
on
a
wave
Fuck
me
up
Bitch
I'm
not
regular
Money
on
cellular
And
I
don't
be
swerving
her
I
got
the
drugs
er
Pockets
they
drip
so
hard
Snackin
on
caviar
Lil
nigga
play
yo
part
You
off
them
xani
bars
We
in
Foreign
cars
We
got
the
Audemars
Yo
bitch
know
who
we
are
Yea
Flex
on
em
I'm
just
gettin
checks
on
em
Keep
it
100
I
need
next
Someone
I
need
it
right
now
no
next
summer
But
if
you
can't
keep
it
real
with
me
then
Leave
me
alone
Please
don't
call
my
phone
In
my
zone
You
should
get
ya
own
You
just
cap
Really
nigga
what
you
on
I'm
too
real
I
ain't
something
u
can
clone
yea
Bands
on
me
I
came
with
the
heat
See
my
name
Yea
it's
running
through
these
streets
You
just
cap
really
nigga
what
ya
on
I'm
too
real
I
ain't
something
you
can
clone
yea
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