Heavy Stunts Lyrics by Yeat
Uh, uh, uh, hey
Yeah, yeah, hey, yeah (Hold on)
You was not mine (Uh, uh, woah, woah)
You was not
My bitch bad (Huh-huh)
My money fat (Huh-huh)
And I won’t talk ’em, I’m goin’ brick, I’m goin’ cray’
Bitch, I’m the one, I’m not the two, I’m not the three
Like to check on the bounce, leavin’ it, holdin’ it in
How you gon’ talk to me?
You on the sideline, you was not mine
Yeah, you a dub, lil’ cup
Yeah, you was not mine
Yeah, you a dirty lil’ bitch (Ha)
No, you was not fine
I made whole lot motherfuckin’ money, yeah, it’s all mine (Yeah)
I threw whole lot of motherfuckin’ shit, yeah, ’cause it’s my time
I do a whole lot, whatever I want
Drop his head, I’m shootin’ with gun
I like head, I like the munch
I like the big bag, I like the one (Woah, woah, woah)
You do what I said, you do what I said, you do what I said, yeah
We chop off his head, we chop off his head
We chop, we chop, we chop, we chop
I start a riot in this bitch (Yeah-yeah)
Yeah, we can slide in this bitch
And I can slide in that bitch
Once it’s ride in the whip
Yeah, I would never crash out
See, that is difference between you and me
You’ll pass out
Uh, uh, uh, hey
Yeah, yeah, hey, yeah (Hold on)
You was not mine (Uh, uh, woah, woah)
You was not
I’m not the two, I’m not the three
Uh, who that? The boy, that big old zipper (Woo)
Got racks out, it’s bustin’ out my zipper
In a Suburban with a big box, shipped off, it’s gone (Yeah)
Overseas, with a lil’ bad baby, Chanelley and all (Hey, yeah)
She bustin’ down in the strips, it’s reggaeton
Double C, get waitin’, I’m out, when she gettin’ it on (Woo)
All these hoes were poppin’ the Molly
Pulled off on a Harley (Err), why these hoes wanna top me
All my fans wanna ground me, tell me how this soundin’
We trappin’ out the Downy, on top of the mountain
My diamonds got from drownin’
Ha-ha, this shit a big-big business, smoke you down like a cigar
My bitch bad (Huh-huh)
My money fat (Huh-huh)
And I won’t talk ’em, I’m goin’ brick, I’m goin’ cray’
Bitch, I’m the one, I’m not the two, I’m not the three
Like to check on the bounce, leavin’ it, holdin’ it in
How you gon’ talk to me?
You on the sideline, you was not mine
Yeah, you a dub, lil’ cup
Yeah, you was not mine
Yeah, you a dirty lil’ bitch
No, you was not fine
I made whole lot motherfuckin’ money, yeah, it’s all mine, yeah
I threw whole lot of motherfuckin’ shit, yeah, ’cause it’s my time
I do a whole lot, whatever I want
Drop his head, I’m shootin’ with gun
I like head, I like the munch
I like the big bag, I like the one (Woah, woah, woah)
You do what I said, you do what I said, you do what I said, yeah
We chop off his head, we chop off his head (Ha-ha)
We chop, we chop, we chop, we chop
I start a riot in this bitch (What?)
Yeah, we can slide in this bitch
And I can slide in that bitch
Once it’s ride in the whip
Yeah, I would never crash out
See, that is difference between you and me
You’ll pass out