Hell Fest

Hell fest
Hit you in your damn chest
Molly mixed percocet
Bitch I get no rest
Higher than a bird
In the trap having drug sex
Took that bitch soul
Now nigga lookin upset
Hell fest, hell fest, hell fest
Molly mixed percocet
At the hell fest
Bitch we get no rest
At the fucking hell fest
Took that bitch soul
She belong to hell fest

Pop me two perks then
I turn off the lights
Mixing that molly
With water tonight
Scared of the dark
But my diamonds they bright
Welcome to hell
We ain't saying goodnight
Bitch I'm too lit
Cause I'm causing a fright
Bend that ass over
Destroying the sight
Took that bitch soul
I'm collecting tonight
Pint full of blood
I'm thirsty for life
Ramming her pussy
She swear I'm to lyrically
Run in your spot
I ain't talking subminals
Smoking on jattic
Bitch call me daddy
bitches be baddies
rolling up jattics
Lean in there cup
Turn a queen to addict
I'm on them addies
Her pussy it's tragic
Sipping on sizzurp
This bitch go biazzerk
Mixing my zan
Call it white on that purp
Tippin on four's four's
He bring in them elbows
You catching a halo
You playing it's case closed
Her mouth it won't let go
Like leggo my eggo
I fuck her then let go
Then change up my schedule
Abusing that lean
I might pour up a eight
Fuck a two liter
It's straight to face
Sitting sideways
Why u fuck her to pay
Sititing sideways
While I'm fucking your bae
Hell fest
Good gas
Hit you in your damn chest
Higher than bird
Six bitches want drug sex
Six mollies
Six Percocet
Bitch we get no rest
At the fucking hell fest

Hell fest
Hit you in your damn chest
Molly mixed percocet
Bitch I get no rest
Higher than a bird
In the trap having drug sex
Took that bitch soul
Now nigga lookin upset
Hell fest, hell fest, hell fest
Molly mixed percocet
At the hell fest
Bitch we get no rest
At the fucking hell fest
Took that bitch soul
She belong to hell fest



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Writer(s): D'angelo Brooks
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