Sunset Hill

Original

Say what?

I can tell the real from the fake

I can tell you, bitch, want come and play (say what?)

Got me some my hip, bitch, I get paid

I shoot shit, no run-off fade

Put the racks on you, I got cage

Throw the fucking rack like it's a race (nigga, what?)

I want you, baby, we gonna come and stay

She ride that dick like that bitch a slave (I say what?)

Huh, I can tell the real from the fake

Ha, ha

Huh

Emotions, so many emotions

She's a clout bitch, she tryna get her content

She all on my body like it's pollen

Where your partner at? My shooter riding

Where your partner at? My shooter riding, nigga

I like hoes, I ain't got no time for niggas

I got big bleed, none of that shit beside me, nigga

Why, so you know I am a slimy nigga

I can tell the real from the fake

I can tell you, bitch, want come and play (say what?)

Got me some my hip, bitch, I get paid

I shoot shit, no run-off fade

Put the racks on you, I got cage

Throw the fucking rack like it's a race (nigga, what?)

I want you, baby, we gonna come and stay

She ride that dick like that bitch a slave (I say what?)

Throw the fucking rack like it's a race

Throw the fucking rack like it's a race

Throw the fucking rack like it's a race

Throw the fucking rack like it's a race (emotion)

Emotion

Emotions, emotion, emotion