
Heavyweight Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Fucking on a thot
Fuck her with my chains on
Stirring up the wock (ok)
Then I took the plane home (slat, slat)
Run down on a opp
Whatchu say on that last song (tell me whatcha said)
I hate all you friendly niggas (I can't do no friendly niggas)
Can't associate I can't be with you niggas (yeah I'm slime, yeah I'm slime)
Keeping tabs on all the shit you done (yeah I'm slime, yeah I'm slime)
Fuck up out my face I do no hand out (slat)
Doing no hand out (slat)
All you niggas phony as hell
I'm calling you out yo shit
Lying behind my back boy I told you, you a bitch (you a bitch)
Flip flop switching sides
Mitch match, different swag (what, what)
New bitch, new ass (what)
What's her name can't remember (what, what)
New cup, new drugs (what)
Different trips, jet lag (what, what)
Yeah I mix the wockie, yeah I turn into a chemist
Pass that lil hoe to my boy
Stacking assist like magic
My toxic trait is fucking you like I love you
Huh I do what I do (love you)
She say Anty how you make that back
I told her what I do send that shh to the trap
Multiplying all my racks (rackie, rackie)
Hop on a jet from ATL
Flight attendant asking can she hold my bag (ok)
Huh, I guess so
Counting to much money she say oh that's pesos (slat, slat)
No this big benji's
Baby come to me (let's go)
I'm gone get you right
she already on her knee's
Rockstar present
Bitch I'm a idol
Bitch I'm a idol
Do it with my eyes closed
Fucking on a thot
Fuck her with my chains on (let's go, let's go)
Stirring up the wock
Then I took the plane home
Run down on a opp (I'm with my slime)
Whatchu say on that last song
I hate all you friendly niggas (I'm with my slime)
Can't associate I can't be with you niggas (slat, slat, slat)
Keeping tabs on all the shit you done
Fuck up out my face I do no hand out
Doing no hand out
Girl I love you on yo body, applying all that pressure
I'd go to war for you baby ian stressing (what, what, what)
Yeah I'm talking about that nigga
Ian gotta say his name (what, what)
But you know who I'm calling out he a bitch
Ian going tick for tack
I go straight for yo neck
Ian doing all that talking
Ian doing over the net (bitch)
He could see me when he see me and will leave that shit at that (slat, slat)
Talk a different language at this point they can't hear me
But you see me
Watch my moves bitch you watching clearly
Tap in with my life and you see it differently
See it differently