"What I Heard" lyrics
Nigga done hurt my feeling, that turnt me to a villian
It start turning me into a killer
She calling me baby, I ain't Skilla
Get cool with the opps imma backdoor them
And the opps' opps imma backdoor them
Opps' opps' opps' opps imma backdoor them
My plug in Atlanta and he came through Trim
In the car like I'm Ricky I'll blow out your limb
I spoil like a brat, imma order them Skims
Got 2 glock on me, this Biggie and Kim
My AT&T plug gone swap out the sim
Got drum on the glock, that bitch look like a rim
Turn up the high beams, I'm coming through dim
I turn up the high beams, I'm creeping at hoopty
Riding around right now buy a muzzle for this uzi
Been locked for 3 days and he already wearing Kufi
Black Ops 3 I might turn into Ruin
I heard you got bags let me see what you doing
On the highway Trackhawk you know that I'm speeding
Got so many dogs man it look like that we breeding
I put the stick down I turn into Sharkiesha
I'm real thrown off, tryna kill yo whole species
My migo plug tryna call [?]
Blow him up for that chain I ain't know it was [?]
Put down design you can watch how I melee
Make 5 bands off a 3 dollar skeezee
Backdoor move it's a handshake agreement
Imma call these niggas Titan and Tina
Agent 0 I feel like Gilbert Arenas
Imma bust first ain't no bobbing and weaving
If I was Eddie I'd probably rob Keenan
"Holmes let me see this stick," no nah you can't see it
I never thought I'd see my lyrics on Genius
Wanna go to the mall and I told her to Shein it
These niggas not shooting don't believe in the hype
Had to put down the rifle, start using this throwing knife
Real thrown off, got a pistol with a acog sight
I probably woulda shot Deebo if he took my bike
It's me and Woog in the trenches, we was cooking mice
Using the scope on the chopper it's a look device
I seen him in person, he not what he seem
Know I'm blowing this fire if I gotta blow off steam
I kidnap the plug like a sex traffic ring
Tryna drop the lo on me, I already know the ping
Hey Shootbaby like yeah do ya thing
He in the box like the logo on Supreme
Glock with a sword look like Lord of the Rings
Whip out that uzi like bada boom bada bing
Walk down on the plug, I'm pulling some strings
Two glocks on me [?]
In Atlanta with a glock, I ain't know what else to bring
These niggas meatballs ain't no Aqua my teen
Swerve tucking the P, how you fit it in your jeans
Microwave the glock, all you heard was the "ding"
Jamaican plug with glocks, he sold me them tings
We'll kill a nigga for minimum wage
Kill a shark then make a hoodie, that's Bape
Call dog, he got a uzi and a drac
Let me get started, I'm moving like snakes
She been on my dick since I dropped Andrew Tate
"Where you from holmes?" I'm from Crystal Lake
High off that dipper, I'll blow you up naked
Balenciagas I gotta upgrade to Asics
You ain't bust your fire, here, let me take it
3D printed sticks, I know how to make it
Real thrown off, I'm in the snow and I'm raking
Two stick on me, this Eli and Payton
You ain't need that stick, why is you shaking
Plugged in with Sean Paul, Jamaican
Bake his ass, they gone call me Anita
Ha, yo, I forgot what I was about to say
It start turning me into a killer
She calling me baby, I ain't Skilla
Get cool with the opps imma backdoor them
And the opps' opps imma backdoor them
Opps' opps' opps' opps imma backdoor them
My plug in Atlanta and he came through Trim
In the car like I'm Ricky I'll blow out your limb
I spoil like a brat, imma order them Skims
Got 2 glock on me, this Biggie and Kim
My AT&T plug gone swap out the sim
Got drum on the glock, that bitch look like a rim
Turn up the high beams, I'm coming through dim
I turn up the high beams, I'm creeping at hoopty
Riding around right now buy a muzzle for this uzi
Been locked for 3 days and he already wearing Kufi
Black Ops 3 I might turn into Ruin
I heard you got bags let me see what you doing
On the highway Trackhawk you know that I'm speeding
Got so many dogs man it look like that we breeding
I put the stick down I turn into Sharkiesha
I'm real thrown off, tryna kill yo whole species
My migo plug tryna call [?]
Blow him up for that chain I ain't know it was [?]
Put down design you can watch how I melee
Make 5 bands off a 3 dollar skeezee
Backdoor move it's a handshake agreement
Imma call these niggas Titan and Tina
Agent 0 I feel like Gilbert Arenas
Imma bust first ain't no bobbing and weaving
If I was Eddie I'd probably rob Keenan
"Holmes let me see this stick," no nah you can't see it
I never thought I'd see my lyrics on Genius
Wanna go to the mall and I told her to Shein it
These niggas not shooting don't believe in the hype
Had to put down the rifle, start using this throwing knife
Real thrown off, got a pistol with a acog sight
I probably woulda shot Deebo if he took my bike
It's me and Woog in the trenches, we was cooking mice
Using the scope on the chopper it's a look device
I seen him in person, he not what he seem
Know I'm blowing this fire if I gotta blow off steam
I kidnap the plug like a sex traffic ring
Tryna drop the lo on me, I already know the ping
Hey Shootbaby like yeah do ya thing
He in the box like the logo on Supreme
Glock with a sword look like Lord of the Rings
Whip out that uzi like bada boom bada bing
Walk down on the plug, I'm pulling some strings
Two glocks on me [?]
In Atlanta with a glock, I ain't know what else to bring
These niggas meatballs ain't no Aqua my teen
Swerve tucking the P, how you fit it in your jeans
Microwave the glock, all you heard was the "ding"
Jamaican plug with glocks, he sold me them tings
We'll kill a nigga for minimum wage
Kill a shark then make a hoodie, that's Bape
Call dog, he got a uzi and a drac
Let me get started, I'm moving like snakes
She been on my dick since I dropped Andrew Tate
"Where you from holmes?" I'm from Crystal Lake
High off that dipper, I'll blow you up naked
Balenciagas I gotta upgrade to Asics
You ain't bust your fire, here, let me take it
3D printed sticks, I know how to make it
Real thrown off, I'm in the snow and I'm raking
Two stick on me, this Eli and Payton
You ain't need that stick, why is you shaking
Plugged in with Sean Paul, Jamaican
Bake his ass, they gone call me Anita
Ha, yo, I forgot what I was about to say
Thanks to Velli for adding these lyrics.
