[Intro]
(Cypress)
(Yo, Cuddie)
[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
Put that slam on a nigga like we wrestling
Everywhere I go, you know they treat me like a veteran
I got it out the mud, but niggas fresher than a peppermint
I just went and dropped a Percocet up in my medicine
I ain't doin' shit 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 hell, I could'vе hit it sober
Nigga
[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
What type of shit you on?
All that dissin' on my name, put thе business on 'em
Nigga pulled a thirty-eight, we put a fifty on 'em
I'm in Saks Fifth, hella chips with the blicky on me
Fully auto switch for niggas 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 bitch and now she lickin' on me
I ain't even try to break the bitch, but baby pickin' on me
Ayy, so we gon' run it up
Niggas 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
[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
Put that slam on a nigga like we wrestling
Everywhere I go, you know they treat me like a veteran
I got it out the mud, but niggas fresher than a peppermint
I just went and dropped a Percocet up in my medicine
I ain't doin' shit 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 hell, I could've hit it sober
Nigga
[Verse 2: Rob Vicious]
Who these niggas think they messin' with?
Said, bitch, I'm with the hittin' licks and steppin' shit
Nigga, 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 bitch, we like to shoot, don't do no wrestling, no tussling
Ayy, tell these pussy niggas who they fuckin' with
Ayy, bitch, I'm on that one shit
You gotta watch out for that boy, he like to slump shit
Caught me slippin', bitch, you cappin'
I was rockin' out with blicks 'fore I was rappin'
I been fuckin' niggas' bitches, hittin' licks since I been trappin'
You could pass that shit to Vicious, bitch, they know lil' Robbie rock out with that ratchet
[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
Put that slam on a nigga like we wrestling
Everywhere I go, you know they treat me like a veteran
I got it out the mud, but niggas fresher than a peppermint
I just went and dropped a Percocet up in my medicine
I ain't doin' shit 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 hell, I could've hit it sober
Nigga
[Outro]
(Cypress)
(Yo, Cuddie)
Heaven Sent was produced by Cypress Moreno & Cuddie Joe.