Give 'Em Hell
We give 'em hell rack amiri these ain't no play boy
We give 'em hell rack amiri these ain't no play boy
We give 'em hell my new car look like go-kart
We give 'em hell they didn't want us to go hard
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell smoke marijane like a dope boy
We give 'em hell rack amiri these ain't no play boy
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
I got demons who gon' suck the soul out me
I'm talking bad yellow bone always ready to f
I got eden who already sold out me
They ain't nothing but bones who the f give a f
I cop some new whips lately I been switching up cars
I made it out the mud now I heard these f n plottin
I got some new opps lately they becoming a problem
I wanna drop the top but first I got to make sure I pop 'em
Can't let no enemy get me gone neither draining my energy
Your a opps max done him it ain't that hard
I mixed redbull with henny just to turn up my energy
Tired a riding round with racks I need a black card
I got rich and buy mclaren to make it clear in the city
And we be racking moncler for the forecast in the city
Ain't nobody ever support me I don't see who I need
Like if I said I'm at the studio they gon' bring me some weed
Now I'm too turnt I got to travel with a AK I just blow a half a milli on a vaca
Met your shawty say give me a reason I should f with you
You can go to heaven girl cause I'ma f the hell out a yuh
We give 'em hell my new car look like go-kart
We give 'em hell they didn't want us to go hard
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell smoke marijane like a dope boy
We give 'em hell rack amiri these ain't no play boy
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
Cause I had enough with he say and had enough a she say
Sick of all who doubting me I give 'em hell that's how I'm coming
I just bought a vette but none of my dogs never keep it real
It's only seat for my daughter that's the only one gon' keep it real
Like what the hell is wrong with people, why they always changing up
Wanna see me going down when all I see is going up
Hap in Hellcat doing doughnut almost got me throwing up
I get book for parts now so I'm the last one showing up
Eliantte my diamonds now It's skeleton anybody try me
I call shots like Simon now I turn her in a demon now
She gon' swallow Semen now cause she a semen demon now
Beat my case I'm a free man now they know that I'm a bad man now
I just give them hell and send them hell cause the deserve to go
I'm at the red light it turn green and now it's time to go
Smoking Palm trees I'm getting high I guess it's oh well
Racking palm Angels but I still be giving 'em hell
We give 'em hell my new car look like go-kart
We give 'em hell they didn't want us to go hard
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell smoke marijane like a dope boy
We give 'em hell rack amiri these ain't no play boy
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell rack amiri these ain't no play boy
We give 'em hell my new car look like go-kart
We give 'em hell they didn't want us to go hard
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell smoke marijane like a dope boy
We give 'em hell rack amiri these ain't no play boy
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
I got demons who gon' suck the soul out me
I'm talking bad yellow bone always ready to f
I got eden who already sold out me
They ain't nothing but bones who the f give a f
I cop some new whips lately I been switching up cars
I made it out the mud now I heard these f n plottin
I got some new opps lately they becoming a problem
I wanna drop the top but first I got to make sure I pop 'em
Can't let no enemy get me gone neither draining my energy
Your a opps max done him it ain't that hard
I mixed redbull with henny just to turn up my energy
Tired a riding round with racks I need a black card
I got rich and buy mclaren to make it clear in the city
And we be racking moncler for the forecast in the city
Ain't nobody ever support me I don't see who I need
Like if I said I'm at the studio they gon' bring me some weed
Now I'm too turnt I got to travel with a AK I just blow a half a milli on a vaca
Met your shawty say give me a reason I should f with you
You can go to heaven girl cause I'ma f the hell out a yuh
We give 'em hell my new car look like go-kart
We give 'em hell they didn't want us to go hard
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell smoke marijane like a dope boy
We give 'em hell rack amiri these ain't no play boy
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
Cause I had enough with he say and had enough a she say
Sick of all who doubting me I give 'em hell that's how I'm coming
I just bought a vette but none of my dogs never keep it real
It's only seat for my daughter that's the only one gon' keep it real
Like what the hell is wrong with people, why they always changing up
Wanna see me going down when all I see is going up
Hap in Hellcat doing doughnut almost got me throwing up
I get book for parts now so I'm the last one showing up
Eliantte my diamonds now It's skeleton anybody try me
I call shots like Simon now I turn her in a demon now
She gon' swallow Semen now cause she a semen demon now
Beat my case I'm a free man now they know that I'm a bad man now
I just give them hell and send them hell cause the deserve to go
I'm at the red light it turn green and now it's time to go
Smoking Palm trees I'm getting high I guess it's oh well
Racking palm Angels but I still be giving 'em hell
We give 'em hell my new car look like go-kart
We give 'em hell they didn't want us to go hard
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell smoke marijane like a dope boy
We give 'em hell rack amiri these ain't no play boy
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell We give 'em hell
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Writer(s): Tae-jay M'z
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