heyche! - NOT ON EARTH (feat. issuh)

Pull up right in a big body, that shit gon' swerve
Whippin' the big body GLE, that shit merc
All of my money be jumpin' yeah that shit twerk
Mixin' the purp' wit the red, X wit the perc
Just bought a house in the bay, feel like the Turks
I just be countin' this cash, feel like a clerk
Got that Chrome Hearts on my jeans, feel like a church
Swervin' the UFO, we not on Earth
Shawty I bought her a purse
50k just for a Birk
Got a new house in the burbs
Flyin' round, we wit the birds
I need a hunnid per verse
Losin' this money reversed
Knock you down right with the burst
Why can't they just learn
Off this Wocky, I can't turn
All this money it's a curse
But I bought a brand new Urus
All these racks ain't need insurance
I'm a god, I feel like Beerus
Double C right on the shirt
They can't see it, but I earned it
Playin' wit me and you get burned
But that boy right in a urn
Pull up right in a big body, that shit gon' swerve
Whippin' the big body GLE, that shit merc
All of my money be jumpin' yeah that shit twerk
Mixin' the purp' wit the red, X wit the perc
Just bought a house in the bay, feel like the Turks
I just be countin' this cash, feel like a clerk
Got that Chrome Hearts on my jeans, feel like a church
Swervin' the UFO, we not on Earth
Whippin' that SRT
Shawty she'll be with me
Mixin' that perc wit the lean, yeah
I gotta chop witta beam, yeah
Shoot it like Curry from 3, yeah
All this designer on me
Gold on me just like a king
Ice on my neck like a rink
Ice on my neck they be 3D
Ride wit the gang we be 3 deep
Tinted the windows, can't see me
They want be me
I'm wit yo hoe, she gon' please me
Hit her 3 times, that's a 3-peat
Look at my diamonds, they freeze
(Look at my diamonds, they freeze)
Ringin' the bell like I'm...
Ringin' the bell like I'm Yeat
Rockin' Balenci' my feet
Rockin' Balenci' no lace
Bust down Rollie got red face
Let that choppa spray like mace
Brand new crib, got new location
Why these pussy boy been hatin'
We gon' fry him like it's bacon
Gettin' money gettin' pape in
All this bread I just been bakin'
I'm gettin' money it's blatent
Gettin' it no conversation
Yo girl want me, we been datin'
I'm just playin'
Stackin' all this money till the day end
On foenem,
On foenem grave

Written by:
Che Moritz, Issa Serhan

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