Lyrics

Heavy On It, mm-hmm New York, stand the - up (grrah) When we come out, it look like Princess Diana on the street (grrah) Ayo, Ice (stop playin' with 'em, RIOT) (Finish 'em) Like, grrah, keep it a stack - move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (damn) They be chattin', I don't give a damn And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah) Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah) If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (damn) Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah) - slow, so I give 'em a pass Like, grrah, keep it a stack - move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (damn) They be chattin', I don't give a damn And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah) Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah) If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (damn) Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah) - slow, so I give 'em a pass And I just fell in love with a gangsta (like) So he put my name in a tat' But I don't let him come to the crib (grrah) So we get it on where we at, grrah Nowadays, I be duckin' them cameras And they hype that I'm up on them banners Callin' my phone, but they know I don't answer (why?) In the hood, I'm like Princess Diana (grrah) I'm thick 'cause I be eatin' oats (huh) - not takin' - from me but notes Wanna be me, so she do my emotes And my name in her mouth so I bet she gon' choke To her man, I'm the girl of his dreams Thinkin' 'bout me when he brushin' his teeth He keep textin', I leave him on seen Hottest - out and they know what I mean (know what I mean) Like, grrah, keep it a stack - move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (damn) They be chattin', I don't give a damn And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah) Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah) If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (damn) Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah) - slow, so I give 'em a pass Like, grrah, keep it a stack - move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (damn) They be chattin', I don't give a damn And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah) Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah) If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (uno, dos, tres, cuatro) Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah, boo) - slow, so I give 'em a pass (tomato) This is a public service announcement (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, brr) I, I, I be eatin' my spinach (spinach) They tried to clone my image (image) They burned they London Bridges (Bridges) None of them bitches British (no) I know they know the difference, grr And I just fell in love with a gangsta (grrah) So I hold him down like an anchor (grrah) He said if I keep it a hunnid (grrah) That he'll keep me safe like a banker (grrah) Nowadays, I be makin' 'em famous (grrah) She the princess, so - who you lames is (grrah) Of course, I be pushin' they buttons (grrah) I hold the control like the gamers (whoo) Like grrah, keep it a stack - is - if we keepin' it crack Bad little redhead, she 'bout to black We come out, it's a movie, but we don't do BAP (whoo) Live from London, straight from the palace Man dem ah gyalis ah text us like Dallas Keep it a bean, yo, he talk nice 'Cause the - game mean, ho (Hadouken) Like, grrah, keep it a stack - move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (damn) They be chattin', I don't give a damn And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (brr) Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah) If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (damn) Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah) - slow, so I give 'em a pass (oop) Like, grrah, keep it a stack - move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (damn) They be chattin', I don't give a damn And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah) Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah) If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (oop, damn) Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (nope, grrah) - slow, so I give 'em a pass, grr Catch it, mm-hmm, gas It's the gag for me, haha Princess Oop
Writer(s): Ephrem Louis Lopez Jr, Isis Naija Gaston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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