House In The Hills lyrics

[Intro]
(Eazy)
Mm, mm, mm, uh
Bad mixed b*tch, I still make her nervous
n*ggas crossed game— (Bah, bah)

[Chorus]
n*gga, Maxfield livin', Rolex shoppin'
House in the hills, b*tch, I came from the bottom
Broke n*gga trollin', tell him we can holla
If it ain't about no money, how the f*ck we got a problem?
Look, Rolls-Royce Cully, Benz with the curtains
n*ggas hatin' on me but it still ain't workin'
Bad mixed b*tch, I still make her nervous
n*ggas crossed game, I had to ask 'em, "Was it worth it?"

[Verse 1]
Look, penthouse in Vegas, b*tch, I'm fake famous
Rappers speakin' down 'cause these n*ggas out dated
I'm feelin' like Tyga, I'm in this b*tch faded
I'm tired of seein' f*ck n*ggas' names in affidavits
Look, Cartier bust, a brand new freezer
EQ Benz, I don't pull up in no Bimmer
Bad with some sense, baby, you a keeper
If you can never leave me then I can never leave her
All white Buffs, help me see the vision
b*tch, I'm out on bail hopin' I don't go to prison
Tell 'em you need help, I bet you they don't listen
Baby wonder why I'm always high off prescriptions
Look, swervin' down the block, beatin' up the road
I'm thinkin' 'bout my future, I follow up with goals
And I just made a dub, I ain't gotta change clothes
They know I keep stick, I go where you can't
[Chorus]
n*gga, Maxfield livin', Rolex shoppin'
House in the hills, b*tch, I came from the bottom
Broke n*gga trollin', tell him we can holla
If it ain't about no money, how the f*ck we got a problem?
Look, Rolls-Royce Cully, Benz with the curtains
n*ggas hatin' on me but it still ain't workin'
Bad mixed b*tch, I still make her nervous
n*ggas crossed game, I had to ask 'em, "Was it worth it?"

[Verse 2]
Ayy, bust down Cuban, piece cost twenty
And you ain't takin' sh*t, n*gga, you are not a bully
A binary trigger, they thought it was a fully
I'm itchin' for a— let a f*ck n*gga push me
Avirex leather, PDF slippers
A five-ounce of Wockhardt, I don't drink liquor
She call a n*gga friend, I used to have her sister
I wanna say some sh*t but I know this b*tch censored
Since birth flares, Off-White Forces
You can't get behind me, this got nine hundred horses
I know when n*gga's fake, and I ain't finna force it
I gave my bro a Glock, that G20 is an orphan
b*tch n*gga, give me space, we out here tryna function
Somebody finna die if these n*ggas start thumpin'
The Range on sixes, it's orange like a pumpkin
These n*ggas left me hangin', now they callin' me their cousin (Ayy)
[Chorus]
n*gga, Maxfield livin', Rolex shoppin'
House in the hills, b*tch, I came from the bottom
Broke n*gga trollin', tell him we can holla
If it ain't about no money, how the f*ck we got a problem?
Look, Rolls-Royce Cully, Benz with the curtains
n*ggas hatin' on me but it still ain't workin'
Bad mixed b*tch, I still make her nervous
n*ggas crossed game, I had to ask 'em, "Was it worth it?"