hell bells pt2 ft. Zamariion Lyrics

Bro pulled up in a Corvette

You not my gang, so back, back

In an all black coupe like Batman

Don't come in here unless you got the gas

I'll pull up in a ski mask

That nigga broke he ain't making cash

I walked in Saks, and I got my mans

Walk down gang you know we gon' get 'em

Dance on a nigga like I'm from Philly

Run up on him and pop him like a pimple

Don't give a fuck cause he is not my kin folk

Leave that boy leaking like he on his menstrual

Smoking that gas and you know that its endo

Twelve pulling up I'm jumping out the window

Moving in silence I'm gone when the wind blow

OH MY GOD!

Yeah, bring in them bells

Type of bell that leave you ringing and then send you straight to Hell

Yeah, type to have an atheist on his knees, wishing to a well

When it's up, it is stuck, and it's finna stay right there (Oh yeah)

Got them racks in the cut, tell that bro to keep it tucked

If he run up he gon' get shot in his gut yeah

I don't play them games, I don't hang with lames

Balling on these niggas man I feel just like D Wade

Man I'm so sick and tired of niggas tryna ride the wave

I'm getting all this money, lil nigga I cannot complain

I walk up in the club guarantee you Ima make it rain

Got Wocky in my cup and it's like I'm sipping purple rain

Shoutout to Future, you stuck in the past

You smoking on vapes and I'm smoking on thrax

That hoe want me back, but I cannot go back

I'm too caught up in it, chasing the bag

I got all these racks today

Might just cop a Jag today

Catch me posted with your bae

Superman like Roman Reigns

Rain, rain

Riding through the rain, rain (Skrtt)

Smoking on the dank, dank

Got me higher than a plane, plane

Yeah, chilling with your bae, on a good day

Yeah, racks coming in? yeah on a good day

Like I said I'm with your bae, putting on that anime

All these drugs that I crave, but I push that shit away

Yeah, bitch I'm pushing P

Yeah, I do it every day

Diamonds on me and the gleam

Shining bright in every way

Man this beat brought back the bell

It's gon' send you straight to Hell

Pussy boy I wish you well

Go pray to that wishing well

Go pray to that wishing well

Go pray to that well

Go pray to that well

Bitch they send you straight to hell, them bells…

Hell bells!