(Intro)
Half-A-Mil
Everytime, yeah...
Look, yeah...

(Chorus: Hit-Boy & Dom Kennedy)
We don't pop pills, pop tops on the Hennesey
Three red cups later, it's finally hitting me
Skiped class, still made history
G-class, been past chemistry
We don't pop pills, pop tops on the Hennesey
Three red cups later, it's finally hitting me
It's finally hitting me

(Verse 1: Hit-Boy)
I'm like RJ, I'm off the Hennebito!
Even when I'm faded, I watch how I speak though
Your closest might turn into amigo
I see the same freaks every city we go
R.I.P. to the Nate, roll the whole 8
Drop that Half-A-Mil, she know the whole tape
Incoming text from an old flame
She want that old thang
Bossin' over the [?] both close lake
Meet me in the parking lot
I got something to spark
Call me as soon as you park
You can never say I kept you in the dark
And I can never let you play me closely
Even rappers hatin' on me
Grab that cognac and [?]
(Chorus: Hit-Boy & Dom Kennedy)
We don't pop pills, pop tops on the Hennesey
Three red cups later, it's finally hitting me
Skiped class, still made history
G-class, been past chemistry
We don't pop pills, pop tops on the Hennesey
Three red cups later, it's finally hitting me
It's finally hitting me

(Verse 2: BC)
Bitch, think I'm tripping off her, well sorry I don't fall for hoes
Line em up baby knock them down like dominoes
Guarenteed I got one everyday of the week
Get Around, Get Around, like 2-P-A-C!
Please don't act crazy got that thang on me
Finna had me started up, gotta stay low key
Cause I don't need them old bums, fuck them aging
N***as tryna say they want sign me cause [?]
Banks in the addie, I ain't puttin' in my [?]
N***as still thuggin', I ain't even check [?]
Money still dirty, and [?] got a ransom
Even if it ain't bout the church, n***a hell [?]
Pullin' off in the back to back trucks, like the President
If it ain't about the money, n***a, it ain't relevant
Shawty way too thick, yeah, n***a, ain't no mercy
Bringing it to [?] secrets, baby, like some [?]
(Chorus: Hit-Boy & Dom Kennedy)
We don't pop pills, pop tops on the Hennesey
Three red cups later, it's finally hitting me
Skiped class, still made history
G-class, been past chemistry
We don't pop pills, pop tops on the Hennesey
Three red cups later, it's finally hitting me
It's finally hitting me

[Verse 3: Dom Kennedy]
My only position is to be thankful
Spread only positive information
Practice discipline, practice patience
I won't be exceeding those limitations, uh
Jacuzzi is full, it's a situation, yeah
Only the real ones got a visitation, yeah
Lying on me, these n***as is hatin'
I might [?] to Cayman
And I only smoke flavorin'
Her eyes so tired, look like she Asian
Down Sunset, like I'm parading
On the car-phone talking with Van Davis

[Bridge: Hit-Boy]
We don't pop pills, pop tops on the Hennesey
Three red cups later, it's finally hitting me
It's finally hitting me
[Outro: Tag]
Half-A-Mil...