(JJ, you fucking slid on that shit, that's crazy)

Yeah

Stop fucking play with me

Running 'round I got more clips

A hunned rounds, let's hope it hits

The red beam on the top, I shoot, I go

I can't just lose a few, I know

I got more flows in me than snowing in December

I seen that gold in you, let's try to make it next September

Can't remember when I'm stopping

Slowing down never an option

We duck off in car garages

Clean the seats, a change of topic

We keep scores like 0-0

You change the stories

Everybody they them and you with so and so?

Don't tell me names, I'll do the most

We turn angels to devils' ghost

Good sides on me, I can't do both

Take it off, what that tank top for?

Ugh, make me keep it

Competition on stand by, they just wait to see me leak shit

That ain't yo real friend, she been itching to keep that secret

Give the music my all, I give a fuck if I keep pieces

Heaven, heaven

It's all in yo heart

(Heaven, ugh, yeah)

Heaven, said it's all in yo heart

Creeping up still, I body beats, and then I show 'em off it

Turn a profit

I'm shooting for moon and stars I'm on that rocket

We should argue more I know that feeling toxic

What can I do about it? You too cute when you getting mad

Pick you up and slam you down, I hope you forgive me now

I'ma be the top 1 until then, y'all could stick around

(Heaven)