House on the Hills (feat. Kareem Kateb)

22 Rims on the Coupé de Ville, I go (Ah yes, I got no chill) 747 and I got the bill, I go (Ah yes, I got no chill) I'm sorry that you can't relate to how I feel (Ah yes, I got no chill) Just a rich kid with a house on the hills I was at the bar last night With a chick with an ass so tight Make a lemon go squish I'm in a phantom panting like a panther Pulling up to mansions dancing I'm rich I got this gift, I fucking rap so good and my look is sick I got your chick bouncing up, up and down my dick It's like a rollercoaster, oh shit Oh shit babygirl love the clip Ratatatata, on some west coast shit The dopest everybody fucking knows this Kill 'em all send 'em red roses (Ah yes, I got no chill) Fuck your bitch at the hotel (no chill) (Ah yes, I got no chill) Ten racks on black I got no (chill) (No chill) Pull up in the Veyron (no chill) (Ah yes, I got no chill) Just a rich kid with a house on the hills Back at it Crack for the crack addict Heard you on the radio We're outta here static Shit so whack can't understand it I say 90 vroom, drive automatic And your new chick that's my last chick (last chick) Nickname Mr. Fantastic (tastic) Flex on your girl so elastic (so elastic) Drop high flames spit acid (argh) Top fresh clothes, whole secondary hoes Non-stop gold drop legendary flows Hard body I shook tight LB, man tell 'em what the hook like (Ah yes, I got no chill) Fuck your bitch at the hotel (no chill) (Ah yes, I got no chill) Ten racks on black I got no (chill) (No chill) Pull up in the Veyron (no chill) (Ah yes, I got no chill) Just a rich kid with a house on the hills 22 Rims on the Coupé de Ville, I go (Ah yes, I got no chill) 747 and I got the bill, I go (Ah yes, I got no chill) I'm sorry that you can't relate to how I feel (Ah yes, I got no chill) Just a rich kid with a house on the hills