Heaven lyrics

[Intro: Mohamedissavage]
Yo, it’s been a fatass minute since I hopped on one of these
But I know we still gon’ kill it tho—killin’ it, my dawg—still killin’ it
These n*ggas actually thought we was gonna quit
It don’t work like that around here, we gon’ show you otherwise

[Hook: ZaddyOc]
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
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 as f*ck, yeah, we f*ckin' go to heaven
n*ggas talkin’ sh*t better watch where they f*ckin' steppin’
This ain’t a game, n*gga, ain’t nobody f*ckin’ reffin’
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, 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 ass 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 teeth out, yeah I’m a pretty bad dentist
pus*y 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 ass 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 tits, 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
Genius, no weakness, built like we for Venus
b*tch it’s not my fault that you got a small p*nis
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
Classic, we’ve beats just like in Jurassic
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)

[Hook: ZaddyOc]
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
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