Heaven (911) [feat. Drift]

Ha sitting in a 911, top down 95 feeling like heaven
Yah that's what it sound like
Gods in the booth I know it sound nice
Hitting curves like a 911, tight wit the grip shorty feel like heaven
Yah she put it down right, heavy is the head wear there crown right

Shine like a shrine you can spot him
Probably gon' go blind if you watch him
You could never play me it's too hard to unlock him
Black is back that's a fact nigga I'm Lakim
Hailing from the Bricks putting on for the city
Cham in the air pop a bottle if you wit me
Whipping in the beaker tossing out another heater niggas banged back
You looking for the goofy shit this ain't that
It's realer than rap and killing a track, it's layers to this shit see me peeling em back uh
Trilly Trilly the cake wit the chantilly, the mangonada with chili
I'm really popping a wheelie
If you wanna see the team come and try
Better not rush in if he dies he dies
Pull up to the beach butter seats Imma push it to the limit
This shit is exquisite, the trillest

Ha sitting in a 911, top down 95 feeling like heaven
Yah that's what it sound like
Gods in the booth I know it sound nice
Hitting curves like a 911, tight with the grip shorty feel like heaven
Yah she put it down right, heavy is the head wear there crown right

Ya vibration too low I can't be near you
Lighting this loud, high in the cloud I disappear to
Higher than high, you talking fly but I can't hear you
Feet on the gas leaving yo ass all in the rearview

I stayed bending curbs we drive foreign whips
I'm straight up off the curb we was broke as shit
Cocaine, baking soda, it's all in the wrist
Got a team of young bosses I'm taking that risk
My money turning over done glittered my wrist and done glittered my neck
Yo what's realer than this?
I got the top down thinking how its paid for
Why stop now knowing that I'll make more?
Yo my mama she said she proud of me
And fuck anybody who ever doubted me
Upgraded from Prince yo to a King
Top down me and my Queen doing our thing
It's like heaven

Ha sitting in a 911, top down 95 feeling like heaven
Yah that's what it sound like
Gods in the booth I know it sound nice
Hitting curves like a 911, tight with the grip shorty feel like heaven
Yah she put it down right, heavy is the head wear there crown right



Credits
Writer(s): Albert Sterling Menendez, Carolyn Harding, Dj Man
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