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2halosani & ​soraxleblanc - heart attack lyrics

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[intro]
of course, angel cafe is one–

[chorus: 2halosani]
play wit’ me at your [?]
i just made me a whole new band
money i spent, spent, spent, spent, spent, spent, spent
i can’t spend it fast enough
ain’t no returns, boy, f+ck a receipt
i spent me a rack, i got it back
he tryna start ’til he see the cafe
all them fours, we gave him a heart attack

[verse 1: 2halosani]
tackle it down wherever you ‘tached
you know i’m gon’ hit that with force now
all of these keys, i keep it for fashion
yeah, this whip is a push+to+start
me and his b+tch gonna break his heart
yeah, i hit on that road, i go like one+eighty
yeah, yeah, i hit on that road, i’m weavin’ like crazy
yeah, yeah, you want a feature, you gotta pay me
yeah, yeah, huh
how you gon’ stay on my level?
h+ll nah, no, no
we both know you don’t clear me
how you gon’ stay on my level? you miles from here
[verse 2: soraxleblanc]
n+gga been talkin’ ’bout that sh+t is sweet, i been seein’ way too many [?] in here (yeah)
n+ggas try hop on a d+ck, but they p+ssies, [?] out of here
[?]
cut a few of them, lookin’ like [?]
when i pull up to the function, the hoes in the room, they like cry to hear
power, thinkin’ he better, then grow up
deepthroatin’ that d+ck, she gon’ throw up
he f+ck on my ex, n+gga, so what?
beats on my words, i just– uh, d+mn
beats on my words, i just let up
[?] comment
now the goofy in the lobby
tossin’ my rifle from [?]
all the diamonds you got on you, all fake
every n+gga you rock with, they all snakes
i don’t mind gettin’ money the long way
i got a d+ck, it’s gon’ f+ck ’em, [?]
i walk with f+g in my pocket like rod wave
[?]
boy, i ain’t playin’, today is the wrong day

[chorus: 2halosani]
play wit’ me at your [?]
i just made me a whole new band
money i spent, spent, spent, spent, spent, spent, spent
i can’t spend it fast enough
ain’t no returns, boy, f+ck a receipt
i spent me a rack, i got it back
he tryna start ’til he see the cafe
all them fours, we gave him a heart attack
[verse 3: 2halosani]
[?]
talkin’ ’bout money, he ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’
t+t+they tryna f+ck up my bag
they think that i worried ’bout money or somethin’
why would i f+ck with cash?
said that i’m broke, that n+gga was bluffin’
ain’t got money for a [?], don’t ask
want me to rap, it’s double or nothin’
[?], can’t see sh+t
halftime, do a straight with a v6
i’m doin’ whatever
i’m [?] the pressure
ain’t getting no hate, no
they don’t know no better
went too fast [?] sititin’ in the passenger seat, boy, i know that true
swerve too fast, boy, i’m [?] traffic, huh, [?] that gt [?]
he mad at the speed run, mad at connections
mad that your favorite rapper gave me flowers
rap off retentions, my sh+t was a free throw
he seekin’ to slam on this beat though
b+tch got me tryin’ on seaside
bad rappers, some sh+t i’ma speak on



- 2halosani soraxleblanc lyrics

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