This is a song about "Hill money bills"

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

The chills, the kills, these hundred dolla bills

Everyday counts when you're this far from the bills

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

As i light one for ill will

Cannonball, brawls, fall off the hill

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

I have mad skills, i have stacked up mad bills.

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

I understand they need to go out and pay the bills,

Like a snow ball running down a hill

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

The way we blow that shit up, call it hamburger hill,