Heads Off ft. Okonkwo Lyrics

Genius

Yeah, mmm

Ayyy

Whooop

Ace!

You know I might as well haha, Let this shit ride nigga

Uhn, It's the El Niño, the primie with the product sipping Pinot, I drop a bar that shit is half a kilo

A verse will have a Amber Alert going off at the R.I.C.O., More top shelf shit than Home Depot

El flujo es frío, yeah

I been working on my Spanish, Money talks and Sifer really went and learned the language

Shorty sucking me like she forgot all of her manners, I don caught so many flights that I've forgotten where it happened, ahh

Ace split the deck in half, tossed all the jokers, Touch my brother, and imma turn you to a fallen soldier

I got Dollars on me like the WANTED posters, I want it all I swear I'm getting closer

To the, Blood Mercedes-Benz, I need it two-tone, I take your favorite rappers spank em like they're new borns

Gaining weight nigga you can tell I gru-some, Come against me and meet d-feat like a shoe horn

That luke warm flow will never touch this cold shit, its been a good year, but still I laid off the whole clip

Might not be the G.O.A.T but damn I'm feeling like the closest, my pockets getting fatter, they just wondering how my clothes fit!

I traded road trips for catching flights abroad, when I made my first mil I started keeping score

Couple millions later and we finally starting to ball, Its evangelist Sife, I got em praying to the Lord, But I'm dropping dope

Must been a distro in my past life, Lex told me "get em" he know he don't have to ask twice

Step in your session turn that shit into a crash site! Have these nigga running like they trying to catch the Last flight! Sife

Still dodging all the vultures, watching for the snakes cutting heads off the cobras

From the city where they cut your legs off your loafers, ya head off your shoulders, and air it for the culture

Super thick brawd, I had to put her on my roster, She know I'm getting bread thats why she here letting me toast her, She is finna ride me, drop it like a rover, uhn, spitting till this shit is over

Should we keep going or... like?

Yeah, yeah

Gotta let this one... sigh

Ayy

Your girl on top this table like Man City in the soccer league, Balling with my niggas at the club like a soccer team

If we sending flowers, trust it's not for an apology, city full of terrors nigga everyday is Halloween

Moving silent let the money, yell, shout, holla, or scream! Biggest ever, need to move this session to a colosseum

Steady with these Ws, I might as well just buy a BM, These days I'm seeing green, like I'm picking Lima beans

Damn, Man this next half is off the dome, looking for my competition, had to put the glasses on

Ain't nobody come close to me except a chaperone, 3 hunnies here, I'm about to make em do a clap-along

Fire in the booth, tell em "go check If the gas is on", In a class of my own, at the field tips I camp alone

Niggas know that Sifer's at they neck like a collar bone, Money talks, I learnt the words, now all I do is rhyme along

Why always me? I save the day and still I carry on, but the weight is heavy, need my 2 hands like a stylus phone

Boy I'm at your door but first tell me is your momma home, I need a lil MILF, I mean milk, tsk I mean just call her bro

Praying to the heavens, out here trying to get a hella dough, Nigga I'm Him! If they ain't heard it better let em know, Verse so heavy I could let a couple letters go...

Sife