Intro (Life in the Hills)

[Intro]
Yeah
Woah
Ricky P what up?
We’re in LA right now
It’s your boy Lil Duke
Slime
YSL shit (slatt)
You dig?
Taylor Gang
Ahh

[Hook]
Gang in this bitch, ain’t no taming the clique
We got foreign bitches speaking different languages
And your nigga small time, we the main event
When I fucked her put my thumb in her anus
She sucked me brainless, I almost fainted
This bitch is dangerous, but she cannot get enough from me
Ride on her back like a camel, I keep the hammer
I’m from Atlanta, keep the bandana
Like I’m Santana, don’t got no manners
Keys like a janitor

[Verse 1]
Pour the whole four up in the Fanta
My diamonds dancing, they shake like a dancer
Since a young nigga been balling like cancer
Don’t answer questions but know all the answers
Blowing my phone up, I don’t even answer
They taking your kids and they asking for ransom
I’m on your head just like dandruff
I was trapping in some Stan Smiths
[?] me where the pot and pan is
My niggas behind me like adlibs
Tell a nigga what the plan is
Niggas be snitching, tell me who your man is
Long flight, took a Xanax
Feds hit the spot, I didn’t panic
My bitch so bad, it ain’t up for debate
Hustling, tryna put food on her plate
Her pussy I ate, I’m lead like a weight
Run up that money, I’m banking with Chase
I’m not normal, like a blunt that been laced
Not tryna fit in, just wanna be great
Selling out shows from state to state
YSL winning, they know how we play

[Hook]
Gang in this bitch, ain’t no taming the clique
We got foreign bitches speaking different languages
And your nigga small time, we the main event
When I fucked her put my thumb in her anus
She sucked me brainless, I almost fainted
This bitch is dangerous, but she cannot get enough from me
Ride on her back like a camel, I keep the hammer
I’m from Atlanta, keep the bandana
Like I’m Santana, don’t got no manners
Keys like a janitor