Hellcat

(album: The Hijinx Tape - 2020)

Pull the trigger, Budd Dwyer

[Shakewell:]
Exhaling dope smoke, then I hear that Germ, I need that pro-[?] (Ha-ha, ha)
Nicotine and we gon' keep this .30 and I'm slow-mo like, oh no (Pop-pop, pop)
Why LAPD kick in our door for? (Oh no, no)
Say they think I'm trapping, bitch, I'm rapping, got this gold [?] (Haha, Sip)

[Germ:]
Pouring [?] don't get my dome split
That's why I got my four-fifth tucked right next to this flow, shit (Boom boom boom)
Hellcat, couple foreign hoes, Glocks in they backpack (Rrah)
Stage you out that black bag, can't trust no ho, this bad-bad

[Shakewell:]
Okay, you mad-mad, tried to rob his pack then sell it back-back (Mad-mad, mad)
[?] Shameless [?] (Tag-tag, mad)
You cat-cat, I ain't ever seen you serve no pack-pack (Oh no, no)
Bitch [?] let the scale blow to my iPad (Huh, huh, bitch, Sip)

[Germ:]
Back-to-back business with the pack, I don't know how to act (Yeah)
Rainbow hit my line like, "Where you at?" Bitch, ain't no time for that (Bitch)
Thirty-five for these thirties, do you dirty, you not dirty, slime (Huh?)
Moving out sliding that fire, [?] five nooses tied

[Shakewell:]
Dawg pulled the script out (Oh no), [?] by the high count (Pop-pop, pop)
I be ducking off Roxy, nodding on the new couch
Got two spouts, new crib and that shit came with a guest house (Haha)
Guess that's why they envy, half my age I could buy a Bentley

[Germ:]
I bet she necked me in that Maybach, I speak facts (Hah), lil' nigga
Cash your checks state-to-state, we having racks (Hah), lil' nigga
Off this rap (Ha), lil' nigga, you passed to the lil' nigga (Bitch)
Blue pills and blue strips, tryna die rich, lil' nigga (Hah, hah)