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heaven sent - fenix flexin & cypress moreno lyrics

[intro]
(cypress)
(yo, cuddie)

[chorus: fenix flexin]
put that slam on a n*gga like we wrestling
everywhere i go, you know they treat me like a veteran
i got it out the mud, but n*ggas fresher than a peppermint
i just went and dropped a percocet up in my medicine
i ain’t doin’ sh*t but tryna go and get these benjamins
playin’ with your life, you seen that pipe and now he heaven*sent
i told lil’ baby, “arch your back,” when she bend it over
boy, i swear she bad as h*ll, i could’vе hit it sober
n*gga
[verse 1: fenix flexin]
what type of sh*t you on?
all that dissin’ on my name, put thе business on ’em
n*gga pulled a thirty*eight, we put a fifty on ’em
i’m in saks fifth, h*lla chips with the bl!cky on me
fully auto switch for n*ggas thinkin’ that they trippin’ on me
we’ll do the mission, leave him missing, yeah, we get up on him
i just put a euro with your b*tch and now she l!ckin’ on me
i ain’t even try to break the b*tch, but baby pickin’ on me
ayy, so we gon’ run it up
n*ggas talkin’ this and that, but they ain’t runnin’ up
ever since like nineteen, it’s been a hundred plus
if he ain’t walkin’ in with his chopper, then he ain’t one of us

[verse 2: rob vicious]
who these n*ggas think they messin’ with?
said, b*tch, i’m with the hittin’ l!cks and steppin’ sh*t
n*gga, it’s a war in these streets and i’m like a veteran
ain’t really with no beef, i’m vegetarian
they judgin’ me, but six gon’ have to carry ’em
and b*tch, we like to shoot, don’t do no wrestling, no tussling
ayy, tell these p*ssy n*ggas who they f*ckin’ with
ayy, b*tch, i’m on that one sh*t
you gotta watch out for that boy, he like to slump sh*t
caught me slippin’, b*tch, you cappin’
i was rockin’ out with bl!cks ‘fore i was rappin’
i been f*ckin’ n*ggas’ b*tches, hittin’ l!cks since i been trappin’
you could pass that sh*t to vicious, b*tch, they know lil’ robbie rock out with that ratchet
[chorus: fenix flexin]
put that slam on a n*gga like we wrestling
everywhere i go, you know they treat me like a veteran
i got it out the mud, but n*ggas fresher than a peppermint
i just went and dropped a percocet up in my medicine
i ain’t doin’ sh*t but tryna go and get these benjamins
playin’ with your life, you seen that pipe and now he heaven*sent
i told lil’ baby, “arch your back,” when she bend it over
boy, i swear she bad as h*ll, i could’ve hit it sober
n*gga

[outro]
(cypress)
(yo, cuddie)

- fenix flexin cypress moreno lyrics

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