House on the Hill

[Intro]
(PLURBS)
(Reapyy)
(Ess, shut the fuck up)

[Chorus]
Ayy, all these racks, this shit gettin' scary
Ayy, I fell in love with the guap, we married
Ayy, young nigga havin' the cheese, like a dairy
New hundred counter, the old one get buried
Off White, we don't rock this shit with Amiri
VVS diamonds, you see my shit clearly
I pop my shit on these ho's and they feel me (Ayy)
I put they racks in the sink, they was filthy (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
Wake up and get to a bag and I get to it fast, like a nigga got Heelys
I put my foot on the gas, my car go fast, do a stunt, I can make it do wheelies
Diamonds, they cold and this bitch got me chilly
Throw up them racks in the air, it's windy
Got up my hood in this bitch, like I'm Kenny
I drop the top, the car look like a chimney
All of this money, I thought she gon' shake it (Ayy)
I make it fall and the bitch gotta rake it (Ayy)
Need more waters, I'm tippin' the waitress
It get hot in this bitch, the shit gettin' dangerous
I'm with the [?], I don't gotta be famous
Money that talk and we speak the same language
[?] you can't even name it
I'ma hop in the coupe, hit the gas and then slang it

[Chorus]
Ayy, all these racks, this shit gettin' scary
Ayy, I fell in love with the guap, we married
Ayy, young nigga havin' the cheese, like a dairy
New hundred counter, the old one get buried
Off White, we don't rock this shit with Amiri
VVS diamonds, you see my shit clearly
I pop my shit on these ho's and they feel me (Ayy)
I put they racks in the sink, they was filthy (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
We finna chill, I want a house on the hill
I'm tryna run up these digits, I'm tryna count up these bills
If you grew up like me, I don't even gotta talk 'cause you know how it feels (You know)
Thumbin' through hundreds of bills (Yeah)
That shit it give you the chills (Ayy, ayy)
I'm rockin' Rick, for real (Ayy)
I'm rockin' Raf, for real (Yeah)
Givenchy and Louie and [?] (Ayy)
What the boss smokin' so loud that it's seal (Sealed)
Wopster sick, ew
Car sick, ew
Not your average rapper (Nah), I'm a big deal (For sure)
I kick big shit (Ayy), I make big spills (Yeah)
Pull up, foreign whip (Skrrt), it got big wheels (For sure)
I'm smokin' medicated (Med), yeah, this shit real
Hungry and I'm dedicated, gotta get meals

[Chorus]
Ayy, all these racks, this shit gettin' scary
Ayy, I fell in love with the guap, we married
Ayy, young nigga havin' the cheese, like a dairy
New hundred counter, the old one get buried
Off White, we don't rock this shit with Amiri
VVS diamonds, you see my shit clearly
I pop my shit on these ho's and they feel me (Ayy)
I put they racks in the sink, they was filthy (Ayy)