looksmax - heyvelli lyrics
[chorus]
racks on racks on racks
i done put some n*ggas in the packs
had to let the cat up out that bag
freestyle, post it at the batch
pockets fat had to wastemaxx
shot his face to make him looksmax
f*ck this hoe and make her look back (make her look back)
make her look back
i’m with greg and the hood strapped, whole hood strapped
we got gunmaxx
n*ggas gotta talk to me nice
you can’t get a verse, boy that’s good cap
i was just outside rocking with the pain up
i’m tryna throw that sh*t down, p*ssy throw yo gang up
[verse]
boy that rizz, i ain’t doing too much (b*tch i ain’t doing too much)
i get mad, i see red like some punch (and that sh*t bad)
i’m a shooter, i ain’t pulling no stunts
flew me out y’all had to put me in crunch
smoking pack, oh yeah
good rack, oh yeah
they do it how y’all n*ggas want
love a bad b*tch with h*lla money
love a bad b*tch, i got her head straight
like i’m kyrie, i’m here to havoc
i make good racks up on a bad day
i hear money talking this that bad way
i wasn’t rich, but i always had pay
love this hoe, now she make a sad face
and that ass fat, make that ass shake
know some n*ggas used to being cashwaste
try to f*ck with me, it gon’ be a long day
in yo head tryna see what yo mind say
p*ssy n*ggas had to slide my way
sending n*ggas go and see harambe
i’m a k!ller just look at my eyes bae
with them strap b*tch, just like on dies day
from the back, this hoe getting grinded
rocking outfits, just like i’m kazeiah
yeah, i told the lil’ hoe, yeah it’s good
lil’ b*tch i’m with blaze
push a motor like an i8
bad b*tches saying i ate, yeah
try to go broke?, lil’ b*tch i can’t
i get hot as f*ck like a migraine
money old as f*ck like a primate
n*ggas think i’m p*ssy, but i ain’t
watch how f*ck n*ggas act
[chorus]
racks on racks on racks
i done put some n*ggas in the packs
had to let the cat up out that bag
freestyle, post it at the batch
pockets fat had to wastemaxx
shot his face to make him looksmax
f*ck this hoe and make her look back (make her look back)
make her look back
i’m with greg and the hood strapped, whole hood strapped
we got gunmaxx
n*ggas gotta talk to me nice
you can’t get a verse, boy that’s good cap
i was just outside rocking with the pain up
i’m tryna throw that sh*t down, p*ssy throw yo gang up
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