SHE GOIN TO HELL

She goin to hell she goin to hell
She goin to hell nah
She goin to hell nah
She goin to hell she goin to hell
She goin to hell nah
I'm in the spot right now
I had to wake up get to that cake right now
Put a silence on my gun don't hear no sound
Drivin up that dope by the pound, by the pound yeah

She said she wish there was two of me
I'm taking flights overseas yuh
I'm headed to Italy
I'm boutta cop some VV's yuh
Yeah hundred thousand put it on my VISA
Yeah my wrist shining yuh
You ain't got no diamonds yuh
Brand new whip no mileage yuh
Cost more than your college yuh
These days, I just been locked in
See where I stay, But I had so much options
Yeah I don't play if I got sum i'm gon' pop it
She goin to hell, She goin to hell
I ride in a hell
I ride in a hellcat
Scat Pack i'm flexin on em
Cause I remember the days I ain't have a dolla
No I ain't have a dolla yuh

She goin to hell she goin to hell
She goin to hell nah
She goin to hell nah
She goin to hell she goin to hell
She goin to hell nah
I'm in the spot right now
I had to wake up get to that cake right now
Put a silence on my gun don't hear no sound
Drivin up that dope by the pound, by the pound yeah



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