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4:am - trill hill lyrics

[verse 1: $haka zulu]
(yeah)
(let me be real lazy with this one you feel me?)
(real, mellow boyz type sh-t, you feel me) (they gon’ f-ck with this sh-t right here)
i’m a rare drunk spectacle
[?] got me feelin’ so incredible
-ssalamualaik-m, all these rappers kinda questionable
i don’t do impressions, i hide money in the centerfold
bring it back, let it go
liver given’ out, please take me to the hospital
take me to the old age home playing dominoes
finger with some pringles, tendency is that i’m single, tryna mingle
no, i love to play around see i’m the devil with a fiddle
still not sentimental, outta place like stuart little
big blunts smoke at the crib [?] you a little, like
n-gg- get a [?]
this atmosphere is sorta [?]
i’m finna smoke another one, just f-ckin build my appet-te

(phone ring)
[hook: p-ssing between trill hill & $haka zulu]
it’s 4 a.m. i’m up all night, i think i lost my b-tch tonight
my n-gg- f-ck if she was tripping’ i’m surprised you didn’t lose your mind
i just had to hit it even though that b-tch gon’ waste my time
my n-gg- you ain’t never lied i talk fornever we too certified
(triiiiill hill)

[verse 2: trill hill]
i’m rollin with n-gg-s that don’t give a f-ck
talkin stupid, best believe that n-gg- trill hill callin your bluff
lookin scared as f-ck
n-gg-s be claiming they tough
i hustle for that paper
i’m just tryna get my pockets buff
i’m not playin i’m just sayin, leveling up
super saiyan, leave a b-tch n-gg- on the f-ckin pavement
cl-ssic n-gg- like some f-ckin daytons, on a six-four
fornever the gang, yeah we ’bout to blow
just smoked six blunts, i need six more
that ain’t your girl, that’s a team hoe
taking your b-tch like a repo
she a freak hoe, let her roll my dro

[bridge: $haka zulu]
(aaahhhh)
i dibble-dabble with that cannabis
dribble all these b-tches, think my handle kinda scandalous
countin all this money, lucky [?] think it’s battleships
i think its, hey, uh

[hook: p-ssing between trill hill & $haka zulu]
it’s 4 a.m. i’m up all night, i think i lost my b-tch tonight
my n-gg- f-ck if she was tripping’ i’m surprised you didn’t lose your mind
i just had to hit it even though that b-tch gon’ waste my time
my n-gg- you ain’t never lied i talk fornever we too certified

- trill hill lyrics

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