HEAVY
Ace2$olid & p h i l l y
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Ok, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, huh, huh? (AngelLaCiencia) '2$olid, Drae, 'meer, let's get it poppin', ay', ay', ay' Silde on ya block wit' Fionn though, uh, bullets go right through yo' window, uh, step on these niggas in timbs bro', uh, uh, uh (Huh?) Ah, ah, my shooters gon' knock of yo' kinfolk, I up my Glock, 'cause we ready (Ready) Every step I take is heavy, we goin' right past ya, but we not cookin' no spaghetti (Not cookin' no spaghetti) Drae and 'meer in the back (In the back) Totin' them semis (Huh?) I ran up my bag and I'm shoppin' at Fendi (At Fendi) Ay', ay', ay', ya bitch like J.R. (J.R. Smith) The way she be drunk off the henny, huh, huh? (Uh, huh, huh?) Philly, hold on, pause, I'ma just ball like I'm Paul (Paul) She suckin' dick like a whore (Whore) Hold on, won't wait, fall, niggas want cake, ah (Bow) Niggas wan' take all that cake, aw, nah, niggas gon' break, off, off, niggas, they breakin' that bread (Bread) She give me that dome, that head (Slop) I'm layin', I'm layin' the bed (The bed) Ain't fuckin' wit' opps, the feds (Feds) My niggas got Glocks, shoot, uh (Shoot) What you gon' do? (Oh, uh) We gonna move, uh, uh, we gonna slide, uh, uh, we gonna slide on yo' block like a opp (Like a opp) Niggas they talkin' get popped (Bow) I ain't gon' f*ck wit' no nigga who opp, rat, them niggas get rocked (Bow) Niggas they S.L.A.T.T., slime (Slime) They flippin' them quarters and dimes (Dimes) Niggas they doin' again (Again) Just happy that you is not them (Just happy that you is not them) Gang gang, nigga, f*ck is you talkin' about? Quarter whippin', she in the papi, she get it whippin' (Whippin') Niggas they killin', they really wit' it, I'll pull up wit' choppas and really get 'em (Really get 'em) I'ma just chase to a bag (Bag) I'm runnin' up, get to it fast (Fast) The toe is a opp, got tagged (Uh) Pullin' the pots, got a pad (Zoom) These niggas remote controllin', uh, niggas, I'm overdosin' (Wow) Flippin' the mattress you know I'm chokin', uh, all of the gas I'm rollin', uh, smokin' gelato, that coupe (That gas) I'm high in the window to shoot, uh (Bow) These niggas they oppin', no roots (Grrah) Nigga I came from the roots (Grrah) That mean (Bow) Niggas you know when I'm up, I'm up and niggas, I don't give no f*ck, wassup? Nigga, nigga, I don't give no fucks, wassup? (Wassup?) Wassup? (Wassup?) 'Sup? ('Sup?) S-s-'sup? ('Sup?) Silde on ya block wit' Fionn though, uh, bullets go right through yo' window, uh, step on these niggas in timbs bro', uh, uh, uh (Huh?) Ah, ah, my shooters gon' knock of yo' kinfolk, I up my Glock, 'cause we ready (Ready) Every step I take is heavy, we goin' right past ya, but we not cookin' no spaghetti (Not cookin' no spaghetti) Drae and 'meer in the back (In the back) Totin' them semis (Huh?) I ran up my bag and I'm shoppin' at Fendi (At Fendi) Ay', ay', ay', ya bitch like J.R. (J.R. Smith) The way she be drunk off the henny, huh, huh? (Uh, huh, huh?) I get the blues like a crip, uh (Crip) I bleed red like a blood, uh (A blood) We get it out the mud, uh (Out the mud) On the block, wassup?, uh (Wassup?) Cops see us and we run (Run) I cannot die by the gun (The gun) These niggas soft like a bun (Bun) I'm in a church like a nun (Nun) Prayin' I run up the funds (The funds) Livin' life on the run (The run) If you not wit' it, don't get involved (Don't get involved) I will get the mob (The mob) Big ol' clip, whole lotta shots (Whole lotta shots) You cannot be on my block (My block) I hide the Glock in my sock (My sock) I never run from the opps (Opps) We spin his block (Block) Drop the top (Top) Send me the addy (Addy) He gettin' popped (Popped) Silde on ya block wit' Fionn though, uh, bullets go right through yo' window, uh, step on these niggas in timbs bro', uh, uh, uh (Huh?) Ah, ah, my shooters gon' knock of yo' kinfolk, I up my Glock, 'cause we ready (Ready) Every step I take is heavy, we goin' right past ya, but we not cookin' no spaghetti (Not cookin' no spaghetti) Drae and 'meer in the back (In the back) Totin' them semis (Huh?) I ran up my bag and I'm shoppin' at fendi (At Fendi) Ay', ay', ay', ya bitch like J.R. (J.R. Smith) The way she be drunk off the henny, huh, huh? (Uh, huh, huh?)
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