[Quentin Miller:] Fuck that shit we in the hills Y’all ain’t getting to it for real, man Y’all don’t really do it for real, man Quentin Miller, Half-A-Mil, man
Fuck these guys on? Fuck is really going on, man? I had a check before I went inside, but when I looked that shit was gone man
[Dom Kennedy:] That shit was gone And you’ll going out Coldplay My wrist be off snowflake 75, partly cloudy, bitch you coming? Poolside, pouring up the 18 hundred Fuck these guys on man? I prefer to get mines the long way ’96 Chris with the entree Two a day, it’s a double No bodyguards, I don’t need the muscle Fucked the first night, we don’t judge you She gon’ get attached if I cut her I’ma smoke the whole thing and use all three rubbers
[Quentin Miller:] Fuck that shit we in the hills Y’all ain’t getting to it for real, man Y’all don’t really do it for real, man Quentin Miller, Half-A-Mil, man
[Hit-Boy:] Yeah, yeah, yeah HS87 that’s my clique, damn Tapped in with Dom K., we the new Jim and Cam Yeah I’m going to 60 seconds in that foreign man I be hearing all your shit and it be boring man Bust down Rollie, I just threw that on my wrist Party in the hills and you didn’t make the list Quentin off that Henny, Dom off the crisp BC in the grotto with a hundred chicks Tell the DJ run that “100 Rounds” Delivery on the way up, he brought a hundred pounds Blade on me, circle smaller Yeah, I had to cut the clowns I’ma hit the gate clicker, let me know when you touching down
[Quentin Miller:] Fuck that shit we in the hills Y’all ain’t getting to it for real, man Y’all don’t really do it for real, man Quentin Miller, Half-A-Mil, man
Fuck these guys on? Fuck is really going on, man? I had a check before I went inside, but when I looked that shit was gone man