CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Heathens

Spicy
Yeah

(Hey) 'Fore I take a nap (Nap), 'fore I go to sleep (Sleep)
Count a hunnid racks while I'm praying on my knees (Racks)
Choppa with the 50, wicker make the b*t*h breathe (Wick)
Never snitching, never switching, n***a, n***a please (Never)
Throwin' up the G's, throwing up a couple P's (G)
Ain't going outside, n***a, you don't read? (Who?)
Everybody having paper, ain't nobody greedy (Greedy)
Thotties in the room, I deny 'em, they cannot eat me (Deny 'em)
I keep talking 'bout her 'cause I'm missing Pistol P's (Pistol P)
Juju on my shoulder, you a angel, watch the demons (Watch it)
Throw him in the pit, he screamin' "Ah" for hyenas (Ah)
Shoulda thought about it, watch your mouth when you see me (Watch your mouth)
Please don't talk, send them shooters out, pop, beamin' (Baow)
We ain't tuckin' chains, we got too much Aquafina (Ice)
You can't come up in my trap, at the door, you get a screenin' (Nah)
When the money involved, it summon all the heathens (Ooh)

Jesus, please speak to me, I need some reason (Jesus)
She be teasin', I miss the one I'm kissin' on the weekend (Clutchin')
Only got one shot, you want my spot, I come and eat you (Ah)
So much money that the government think we do treason (Who?)
Policin', n***as pulling up to the precinct (Woop, woop, woop)
Anemic, diamonds walkin' through the mall, leanin' (Ice)
Me and the five like Kel and Kenan (Bah)
sh*t was f**ked up, we were stuck in Vienna (Stuck)
Mastering my flow, this sh*t is sick, pneumonia (Master)
My flow abnormal, put you in a coma (Rrah)
A stick and stoner, money make me horny (Oh yeah)
Pull up, stake banana cookie in the mornin' (Cookie)
Money that we makin' ain't regular degular (Huh?)
Roll up a Backwood and I been smoking on medical (Ooh)
Matchin' with the jewerly, with the cars, etcetera (Etcetera)
We go to war, we pull up with the metal up (Boom-boom-boom)
Checks, more checks, more checks, check the schedule (Phew)
Lord help me put up, my money up (Lord)
Pulling my strings, strings, get my bungee up (Strings)
I don't wanna hit the b*t*h, let my buddy f**k (Here)
Rollin' up the purple punch and it got a must (Stank)
Bases loaded, I'm the batter-up (I'm up)
I don't fold, I just ladder up (Hey)
Different caliber, different algebra (Du-du-du-du-du)
I got, money signs on calendars (Ha)
The Urus, real fast I handle her (Hmm)
No curing, the Instagram is killing us (It's killing us)
They not feelin' us (I feel it), tryna finish us (Finish)
My eyes are wide open, I see 'em plot (I see 'em)
I'm fine, I bought the Lambo' and bought the truck (I'm fine)
Denied them lies 'cause you f**ked up (Denied)
I'm wise, I get the bag, double up