We don't
Run from danger
We don't show
No fear
You can meet your maker
Be safe round here
Im like stainless
Steel
Someone grab
The wheel
Gotta hide my
Face
Im in hidden hills
F*ck up out my way
I like taking deals
My momma think
I went to college
She ain't got no chill
I got niggas in the trap
Niggas in the field
If this was a cat
Race that pussy
Getting killed
She said i got
A baby face
Ha , you cant
Be real
I keep flying outta
State just to pay
The bills
They like damn
He hot, I like my money
In knots, give me uno
Mas
I go down like
Young joc
This ain't Versace my
Closet like Jumanji
Every Tuesday
I pull up she buss
Pilates
Yeah ,
I hang around gorillas
I get jungle fever when
I touch the skrilla
And my nigga
Got that stank
Don't come near us
Cause we playing both
Sides
Like a mirror
We don't
Run from danger
We don't show
No fear
You can meet your maker
Be safe round here
Im like stainless
Steel
Someone grab
The wheel
Gotta hide my
Face
Im in hidden hills
F*ck up out my way
I like taking deals
My momma think
I went to college
She ain't got no chill
I got niggas in the trap
Niggas in the field
If this was a cat
Race that pussy
Getting killed
She said i got
A baby face
Ha , you cant
Be real
I keep flying outta
State just to pay
The bills
If i slide
On my shorty
Then she
Callin off work
If yo niggas want beef
Then they all gettin
Murked
Ay I'd rather go to sleep
I aint poppin no perks
Young
Drelli in the streets
So you better not lurk
Drelli - Hidden Hills Lyrics
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We don't
Run from danger
We don't show
No fear
You can meet your maker
Be safe round here
Im like stainless
Steel
Someone grab
The wheel
Gotta hide my
Face
Im in hidden hills
F*ck up out my way
I like taking deals
My momma think
I went to college
She ain't got no chill
I got niggas in the trap
Niggas in the field
If this was a cat
Race that pussy
Getting killed
She said i got
A baby face
Ha , you cant
Be real
I keep flying outta
State just to pay
The bills
They like damn
He hot, I like my money
In knots, give me uno
Mas
I go down like
Young joc
This ain't Versace my
Closet like Jumanji
Every Tuesday
I pull up she buss
Pilates
Yeah ,
I hang around gorillas
I get jungle fever when
I touch the skrilla
And my nigga
Got that stank
Don't come near us
Cause we playing both
Sides
Like a mirror
We don't
Run from danger
We don't show
No fear
You can meet your maker
Be safe round here
Im like stainless
Steel
Someone grab
The wheel
Gotta hide my
Face
Im in hidden hills
F*ck up out my way
I like taking deals
My momma think
I went to college
She ain't got no chill
I got niggas in the trap
Niggas in the field
If this was a cat
Race that pussy
Getting killed
She said i got
A baby face
Ha , you cant
Be real
I keep flying outta
State just to pay
The bills
If i slide
On my shorty
Then she
Callin off work
If yo niggas want beef
Then they all gettin
Murked
Ay I'd rather go to sleep
I aint poppin no perks
Young
Drelli in the streets
So you better not lurk
Run from danger
We don't show
No fear
You can meet your maker
Be safe round here
Im like stainless
Steel
Someone grab
The wheel
Gotta hide my
Face
Im in hidden hills
F*ck up out my way
I like taking deals
My momma think
I went to college
She ain't got no chill
I got niggas in the trap
Niggas in the field
If this was a cat
Race that pussy
Getting killed
She said i got
A baby face
Ha , you cant
Be real
I keep flying outta
State just to pay
The bills
They like damn
He hot, I like my money
In knots, give me uno
Mas
I go down like
Young joc
This ain't Versace my
Closet like Jumanji
Every Tuesday
I pull up she buss
Pilates
Yeah ,
I hang around gorillas
I get jungle fever when
I touch the skrilla
And my nigga
Got that stank
Don't come near us
Cause we playing both
Sides
Like a mirror
We don't
Run from danger
We don't show
No fear
You can meet your maker
Be safe round here
Im like stainless
Steel
Someone grab
The wheel
Gotta hide my
Face
Im in hidden hills
F*ck up out my way
I like taking deals
My momma think
I went to college
She ain't got no chill
I got niggas in the trap
Niggas in the field
If this was a cat
Race that pussy
Getting killed
She said i got
A baby face
Ha , you cant
Be real
I keep flying outta
State just to pay
The bills
If i slide
On my shorty
Then she
Callin off work
If yo niggas want beef
Then they all gettin
Murked
Ay I'd rather go to sleep
I aint poppin no perks
Young
Drelli in the streets
So you better not lurk
Writer: Josh Grant, Mondrell Fields
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