Hell Shell Remix (SLOWED)

Yeah
Slide, hop in that ghost
Ice, yeah, my wrist on froze
Don't care bout the price, you know we doing the most
Woah, It's gon be alright, just take this shit slow

Yeah
Sticks, yeah, we give em hell
Bags, yeah, the brand new Chanel
Tris, we put that dope on the scale
Rats, I know he prolly gon tell

Huh, chop' with a laser, I had to run it up, get up my paper
Bitch I'm a racer, hop in that foreign yeah I'll see you later
I feel like I'm Carti I fuck on yo bitch and we met in Decatur
I feel like Matt Hardy I jump off that top rope, bitch I'm a slayer

Let's go let's go, you know we upping the score
Let's go let's go, I might just go do a show
Let's go let's go, can't fuck with these bitches they hoes
Let's go let's go, I might just pour up a four

Yeah
Slide, hop in that ghost
Ice, yeah, my wrist on froze
Don't care bout the price, you know we doing the most
Woah, It's gon be alright, just take this shit slow

Yeah
Sticks, yeah, we give em hell
Bags, yeah, the brand new Chanel
Tris, we put that dope on the scale
Rats, I know he prolly gon tell



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