TGMULA - Hank Hill Lyrics

Ay, break it back
Yeah
When I'm all in pain, I smoke that gas just to heal
Feelin' like I'm Hank, I'm the king of the hill

I know these niggas hate, bitch, I'm the king of the ville
Purpose in my life is runnin' up to a mil
Even if your bag low, gotta get it out your live
Was out there pickin' shit off, had a dream in the field

I went from dirty money, had to clean it like a spill
I'm a legend in these streets, boy, had a mic and a scale
Hit him with that heat, he woke up tellin' fairy tales
I can rap on any beat, cause I'm a artist, yeah, for real

Hopped up in that, mm-mm, no, hopped up in that, damn
I'ma go in, yeah, earn this shit, no time for the scams
Had a clutch on that burner, quick hot shells send him to hell
Yeah, X that nigga out, his mama failed

Bitch nigga wanna try me, hit him with a spell
Empty out the clip, let's let it go there
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No, no, no, no, bitch, yeah, yeah

Maybe so, maybe so, where yeah head at
I don't know, I don't know, keep the bread, bitch
Yeah, you know I'm smokin' on that za that gas pack
Yeah, you know these niggas lame and they last, man

I keep that stick, yeah, on my hip
Cause TG, the one they gon' clash at
Yeah, we in that foreign, it ain't no crashin
And yo bitch gon' pull up on TG, I give her mad dick

Smoke wit that bitch one, now she say she believe in magic
How tragic, her ass plastic
Need some real deal, some massive
It's a big drill, not baby static

It's a real deal, better play them cards right if you have it
I can't wait to show off with my stick, yeah, I got talent
Shoot up, yo, shit quick, I'm like Prime Dirk on the Mavericks
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

No, no, no, no, bitch, yeah, yeah
When I'm all in pain, I smoke that gas just to heal
Bitch, I feel like Hank, cause I'm the king of the hill
I know these niggas hate, bitch, I'm the king of the ville

King of the ville, yeah, yeah
No, no, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Maybe so, yeah, where you head at