Heaven Sent Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Breskiii
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Look)
When I come through they just be lookin' like that's Breski I'm like yes
I'm big pressure, got niggas and bitches always in distress
Seen the opps, just call them buttons from the way they just got pressed
Call me Miss. Break a nigga heart,
Miss. Make him feel it in his chest
I had to change the way I move cause I can see that I'm up next
Don't ask for shit can't do no favors, ion care how much bread I flex
We just fucked he like me more, but shit I think I like him less
I fuck with you then you not lucky, I'm heaven sent nigga you blessed
Want me to care but I just can't, he like why u don't give a fuck
Bitch I'm big Breski might turn up on you, but I can't turn you up
I'm FNF, he want relations want me on that wifey stuff
I'm like just chill why we can't vibe put yo mouth on me like a cup
Bitch it's the summer we gettin' money every day but still we litty
Told me bring the gang every bitch that pop out with me hella pretty
He a dog won't take em serious just say hello to my kitty
Talm bout' her music better, hella funny I swear that shit had sent me
He ain't tryna lose me I'm the one he tryna keep
Betta think slow cause I move fast, move yo feet you lose yo seat
If I see some in that phone I'm punching niggas out they sleep
And I ain't playing, call him MLK he thought he had a dream
Why you doin' me like this, he said he thought we had a thing
I just flirt my feelings change to me you was just my lil' fling
Ice me out with a chain that say Breski you can keep yo' ring
Don't feel like fucking just replace yo tongue with my all white g string
When I come through they just be lookin' like that's Breski I'm like yes
I'm big pressure, got niggas and bitches always in distress
Seen the opps, just call them buttons from the way they just got pressed
Call me Miss. Break a nigga heart,
Miss. Make him feel it in his chest
I had to change the way I move cause I can see that I'm up next
Don't ask for shit can't do no favors, ion care how much bread I flex
We just fucked he like me more, but shit I think I like him less
I fuck with you then you not lucky, I'm heaven sent nigga you blessed