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mohamedissavage - heaven lyrics

intro [mohamedissavage]:
yoo, it’s been a fat-ss minute since i hopped on one of these
but i know we still gon’ k!ll it tho, k!llin’ it my dawg, still k!llin’ it
these n-ggas actually thought we was gonna quit
it don’t work like that around here, we gon’ show you otherwise

chorus [zaddyoc] (x2):
all these n-ggas hatin’ on me, but they wack
till we hit a n-gga make em do a backflap
if a n-gga…hold up wait, hold up who? hold up you n-gga?
no n-gga, pull up with that, i’m a goat n-gga

verse 1 [mohamedissavage]:
this beat is fly -ss f-ck yeah we f-ckin’ go to heaven
n-ggas talkin’ sh-t better watch where they f-ckin’ steppen
this ain’t a game n-gga ain’t n0body f-ckin’ reffen
cause i’ll pull up from far, yeah you n-ggas call me stephen
my bands do all talk b-tch i never get to flexin’
blackout and zaddy by my side i don’t forget to mention
i still look fly as f-ck without all the expensive spendings
you still get pressed if you try to hide behind a weapon
this is an alarm but these n-ggas pullin’ snoozers
i’m a man n-gga ion need my -ss no shooters
boys talkin’ sh-t but they the ones who give us viewers
they don’t know how it goes, but i could be a n-gga’s tutor
i’ll knock your t–th out, yeah i’m a pretty bad dentist
p-ssy lil n-ggas come out here and they get bench pressed
your girl thinks about me, it’s not bout’ some cheating women
your girls keep cheating cause they way i have em bendin’
they say i take cheap shots, when dead you’ll f-ck with me not
stuffin’ dollar bills in my shoes i got some green socks
yeah you beat us? nah you’ll get yo -ss beat boxed
do i need to repeat myself? nah bruh, i need not

verse 2 [zaddyoc]:
aye, (pow pow pow pow)
aye, we is the goat (aye yah)
that’s what they tellin’ me, (on god)
see my opps, don’t know my enemies
smashed a hoe, now she friendin me (aye gang)
i’m that n-gga and you know that sh-t is facts (that sh-t facts)
you say that’s your n-gga? then he finna get whacked (gimmie that)
spend and skirt off, you can go check out the tracks (skirr)
she want my drip so she throwin’ it back (yah yah)
you n-ggas hatin’ and you stay lame (on god)
skirt off, b-tch i be in my own lane (on god)
netflix, and playin all these games
(burr pow)
netflix and i’m playin all these games
b-tch i’m lit n-gga, pull up with grips n-gga
yo shawty love me so she bustin’ out them t-ts n-gga
got a ruger and i’m slapping’ yo b-tch wit it
got a ruger and i’m slapping’ yo b-tch wit it
b-tch got a tally and it say sailor off
aye, the drip ……..
gucci polla with the gucci f-ckin’ sweatsuit
b-tch n-gga, snitch n-gga, hoe n-gga (f-ck you)

verse 3 [blackout]:
yeah they drop me when they don’t need me
now i am chillin’ and i’m popular like reesie’s
easy, yeah i am the sh-t, call me feces
b-tch i am so ill like i’m suffering from diseases
got them on their knees like they prayin’ to jesus
g*nius, no weakness, built like we for venus
b-tch it’s not my fault that you got a small p-n-s
pulled up on the beat, so you know that sh-t freezes
your sh-t ain’t compared to my ice it’s so tragic
don’t stare, i’ll make you blind like some black magic
charged up like static, your chode built like patrick
murder the beat yeah the sh-t is f-ckin’ graphic
cl-ssic, we’ve beats just like in jur-ssic
talkin all that sh-t but when we run up, they panic
do crazy sh-t like a n-gga whose satanic
yeah we drip hard, pacific atlantic, b-tch yo sh-t is plastic
explode like i’m volcanic
aye (x3)

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