Hillbillies

[Intro: Alex From Earth & Loucielago]
Stop pressin’ bro
Free Britney (I swear to god)
Stop tryna press (yeah)
All talk
No press, no pressure
Mmcht, I’m on that fuck shit jus’ like (yuh)
Man, haha
Al3x (real quick)
Shit

[Chorus: Alex From Earth]
Task force, blessin’ on the block
If I’m under pressure then you know I will not stop
Yee, yee, hillbilly holdin’ on a Glock
Wavy, so much water sittin’ on top of my chops
I sit around and it's makin’ me some guap
Many people try but they simply cannot
Throwin’ out the line and we reelin’ in some thots
Wit’ my clique, we vibes, there ain't no discussion
Said, say

[Verse: Alex From Earth]
Balenciaga
I’m just outchea poppin’ tags
I am not yo’ father
Why the fuck you actin’ whack? Aye
White Gucci then I threw ‘em in the trash
Wearin’ Kate Spade
You ain’t even hearda that, nah
Fuck my old car, boy I need a Benz
You count racks, I just wanna count up M’s mane
Too much yeast, I be makin’ all this bread
Flow nasty, talkin’ infections
Wait

[Verse: Loucielago]
Chase a angel out her city
It don’t matter where she go
‘Cause I know that she leave wit’ me
Call me crazy, call me Britney
Her friends be sniffin’ on Whitney
Put ‘em on a leash
I got her chained up like she Lindsay Lohan
Go ahead and stand on ‘em two hands
What it do fam?
I can’t hear you with the stu’ cans
Cookin’ up like I chop the lamb
I ain’t in one yet but when I is
Just know that it was all part of the plan
They can’t understand it, aye

[Chorus: Loucielago]
Task force, blessin’ on the block
If I’m under pressure then you know I will not stop
Yee, yee, hillbilly holdin’ on a Glock
Wavy, so much water sittin’ on top of my chops
I told her once “If you fuck up it’s ya loss”
Lookin’ down on me so they never woulda thought
Never tell a lie, tell me how it is or stop
I live like I died, fuck the repercussions

[Outro]
Alex