​hitech

[Intro]
(Paulo)
(Oh shit, is that filip?)
(Fuck, hahaha)

[Chorus: Mingo]
Yeah, yeah, she want me to hit from the back
I told her I wanted some neck
Yeah, she throwin' her neck
Told her she suck me the best
I'm tryna cut up my wrists
I need them flawless baguettes
Sippin' a whole lotta red
Two bad hoes in my bed, yeah
Ride 'round with a whole lotta racks
Sippin' on hitech, money tall like Steph
I make the rules, no referee
Ballin' out, you can't check me
These pills really got the best of me
No, you can't invest in me
Really rich, really racks on me

[Verse: Armani]
You don't see it, but I got it on me
Bitch, I'm the one, so they countin' on me
Lambski, take the ceilin' out it
Play with them racks and we killin' 'bout it
My twin just came through, kill errbody
Hoe just fuckin' her friend, I might hear 'bout it, yeah
All of my n*gga, yeah, super slimey
All of my n*gga, yeah, super slimey
Oh, yeah, damn, all of my [?] made it
I'm too high, be fuckin' witchu
I put yo bro in a puddle witchu
Puttin' all of the racks in the back of the gatti
Ion got time to go cuddle wit her
It ain't shit for me to go and fuck yo thottie
Turn that bitch into a babysitter

[Bridge: Armani]
And you left me on my own
Know you so, so wrong for that
Put a whole lotta shit on yo ahh
Now you wanna go and stab my back
And I'm still takin' these drugs
I can't let 'em know that they takin' me
But, I think I might fall in love
Yeah, the racks keep tryna speak to me

[Chorus: Mingo]
Yeah, yeah, she want me to hit from the back
I told her I wanted some neck
Yeah, she throwin' her neck
Told her she suck me the best
I'm tryna cut up my wrists
I need them flawless baguettes
Sippin' a whole lotta red
Two bad hoes in my bed, yeah
Ride 'round with a whole lotta racks
Sippin' on hitech, money tall like Steph
I make the rules, no referee
Ballin' out, you can't check me
These pills really got the best of me
No, you can't invest in me
Really rich, really racks on me