House on the Hills (Explicit) - Left Boy/Kareem Kateb

Lyrics by：Ferdinand Sarnitz/Karim Khan

Composed by：Ferdinand Sarnitz/Maximilian Walch

22 Rims on the Coupé de Ville

I go oh yes I got no chill

747 and I got the bill I go

Oh yes I got no chill

I'm sorry that you can't relate to how I feel

Oh 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 a*s 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 f**king 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 s**t

Oh s**t babygirl love the clip

Ratatata on some west coast s**t

The dopest everybody f**king knows this

Kill 'em all send 'em red roses

Oh yes I got no chill

F**k your b***h at the hotel

Oh yes I got no chill

Ten racks on black I got no chill

No chill pull up in the Veyron no chill

Oh 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

Rather hear static

S**t so whack can't understand it

I save many old drive automatic

And your new chick that's my last chick

Last chick

Nickname Mr Fantastic tastic

Flex on your girl so elastic elastic

Drop high flames spit acid ah

Top fresh clothes hoes secondary hoes

Non-stop gold drop legendary flows

Hard body I shook tight

LB man tell 'em what the hook like

Oh yes I got no chill

F**k your b***h at the hotel

Oh yes I got no chill

Ten racks on black I got no chill

No chill pull up in the Veyron no chill

Oh yes I got no chill

Just a rich kid with a house on the hills

22 Rims on the Coupé de Ville I go

Oh yes I got no chill

747 and I got the bill I go

Oh yes I got no chill

I'm sorry that you can't relate to how I feel

Oh yes I got no chill

Just a rich kid with a house on the hills