Heavy
Go commando so I keep a baretta
Blow smoke got my lungs feeling heavy
Red beam turn his brain to spaghetti
Big talk and we shoot up your Chevy
Bitch homie all you niggas is petty
Bad hyna and yo bitch ugly Betty
I don't fold either fall like confetti
Pull her braids let her know that I'm ready
Like homie please don't disrespect
I'll pack yo ass out on the set
You talk about money for rent but you still wearing fake on yo mufuckin neck
I rock 501's and polo
You bitches all pigs popo
I'll fuck on yo hyna me solo
Then skip out the bitch low low
Tote canes I ain't talking bout chicken
I'm counting racks from all these bitches I'm skimping
Round drum like a leg and you limping
I hate to hurt you little bitch I ain't kidding
Check, check, like the shit on the Jordan
You be talking but that talk not important
Flip bricks now my whip looking foreign
White snow all my shit is imported
Go commando so I keep a baretta
Blow smoke got my lungs feeling heavy
Red beam turn his brain to spaghetti
Big talk and we shoot up your Chevy
Bitch homie all you niggas is petty
Bad hyna and yo bitch ugly Betty
I don't fold either fall like confetti
Pull her braids let her know that I'm ready
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready,
I'm right at yo neck like a fucking machete
That ice on my neck and it's cold like a yeti
This pussy got the fucking scope hold it steady
Nike with my white tee icy
Pop the bottle my clothes all pricey
Knock the speakers spit shit like spicy
Ask about me you can see advice be
Codeine make it slap like a 40
Roll deep
Swallow the pickle like morty
I just be eating these niggas deceiving
I'm popping a xanny and stare at the ceiling
I don't understand
All of you homies is whack
All of you homies is lame
All of you need to get out of my lane till I pull up and pop out the mufuckin wraith
Go commando so I keep a baretta
Blow smoke got my lungs feeling heavy
Red beam turn his brain to spaghetti
Big talk and we shoot up your Chevy
Bitch homie all you niggas is petty
Bad hyna and yo bitch ugly Betty
I don't fold either fall like confetti
Pull her braids let her know that I'm ready
Blow smoke got my lungs feeling heavy
Red beam turn his brain to spaghetti
Big talk and we shoot up your Chevy
Bitch homie all you niggas is petty
Bad hyna and yo bitch ugly Betty
I don't fold either fall like confetti
Pull her braids let her know that I'm ready
Like homie please don't disrespect
I'll pack yo ass out on the set
You talk about money for rent but you still wearing fake on yo mufuckin neck
I rock 501's and polo
You bitches all pigs popo
I'll fuck on yo hyna me solo
Then skip out the bitch low low
Tote canes I ain't talking bout chicken
I'm counting racks from all these bitches I'm skimping
Round drum like a leg and you limping
I hate to hurt you little bitch I ain't kidding
Check, check, like the shit on the Jordan
You be talking but that talk not important
Flip bricks now my whip looking foreign
White snow all my shit is imported
Go commando so I keep a baretta
Blow smoke got my lungs feeling heavy
Red beam turn his brain to spaghetti
Big talk and we shoot up your Chevy
Bitch homie all you niggas is petty
Bad hyna and yo bitch ugly Betty
I don't fold either fall like confetti
Pull her braids let her know that I'm ready
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready,
I'm right at yo neck like a fucking machete
That ice on my neck and it's cold like a yeti
This pussy got the fucking scope hold it steady
Nike with my white tee icy
Pop the bottle my clothes all pricey
Knock the speakers spit shit like spicy
Ask about me you can see advice be
Codeine make it slap like a 40
Roll deep
Swallow the pickle like morty
I just be eating these niggas deceiving
I'm popping a xanny and stare at the ceiling
I don't understand
All of you homies is whack
All of you homies is lame
All of you need to get out of my lane till I pull up and pop out the mufuckin wraith
Go commando so I keep a baretta
Blow smoke got my lungs feeling heavy
Red beam turn his brain to spaghetti
Big talk and we shoot up your Chevy
Bitch homie all you niggas is petty
Bad hyna and yo bitch ugly Betty
I don't fold either fall like confetti
Pull her braids let her know that I'm ready
Credits
Writer(s): Emiliano Quiroz
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