​hell yeah ​tana

[Pre-Chorus]
Hell nah, I don't wanna hear your diss
I just spent two bands on Rick
Hurt her heart, I gotta fix that
MMY with the Rick, they mix-match (Mix-match)
I get my lick back, he get popped like a Tic-Tac (Tic)
And her tongue goin' zig-zag
We gon' bring 'em guns out, give 'em hell

[Chorus]
Yeah, hell yeah, uh
Yeah, hell yeah, uh
Yeah, hell yeah
And I move the pack through the mail (Yeah)
And this gas good enough to sell, yeah
He tryna be like us and I can tell, yeah
He tried to be like us, but that boy failed, yeah
Uh, yeah, hell yeah

[Bridge]
Uh, yeah, hell yeah
U-uh, yeah, hell yeah
U-u-uh, yeah, hell yeah
Uh, yeah, hell yeah
Uh, yeah, hell yeah
U-uh, yeah, hell yeah
U-uh, yeah, hell yeah (Uh, yeah, hell yeah)
(Ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)