Heavy Weight Lyrics

On Eastside,

Yeahh these niggas some hoes they all gone die, fuck the 4,

I been saying that shit, these niggas some hoes

I can lift it with my finger but they call it a heavy weight

I know you heard about them niggas that got left on section 8

That get back, don't got no time so we had went and up the date

So you tell me, to keep my fye and everything is gon' be okay

He don't say a word, only a breath

Before he died you start to fuck around with us, But then you hop back on that side

Got on the live, saying you shot at us but ain't nobody died

Bro got hit up with that fye, I'm like man fuck let's go and slide

2 2 3's up in the chop, everywhere I got my glock

Yeah I know the city hot, you tryna be something you not

Me and bro gon' hop out, let it blow, tryna leave him a knot

I hear your pockets getting thin, you went and spend that on a thot

Ain't lying these niggas hoes, on the east you gotta go

On the east I might just load up and just spin and hit the 4

Find him out, I heard he in the crib so we just kick a door

These niggas think that I be lacking, I pull this button up out my coat

I bump down on him with that blrr, try to run, gon' hit your legs

On the east ain't gon' spare no nigga, he bet all left for dead

That's your man's, go pick him up, 2 2 3's gon' rip him up

That nigga walk around like he can't get touch, he a living duck

Say you a dog, don't give a fuck, blrrr, switch done hit the mut

I'm at your door like pizza hut, I see the bitch grip on her butt

Don't got no time for all that talking, you know what I came for

On the east, you was just a gangsta, what you changed for

Young nigga, he be with the killing, all he know is drill

Ever since he lost his brother, he need a hat just for the heal

Never satisfied with a body, need another like a meal

Steady dissin' on the gang, we tryna get him outta here

These niggas hoes, so why you fear? These niggas fake, so where the cure?

All these niggas on they dick, they should've signed up to be a cheer

Let's go, spin up on they block, bro, grab the wheel, know how to steer

Put that shit up in the pot, get it a mix, now that shit pure

Ahhhh, on Eastside