Heaven Bound Blue Magic lyrics

by

Rx Papi


[Intro]
On God
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[Verse]
Ay, who the f*ck in the house?
[?], still got my Glock in my hand
I'm hearin' sh*t and I'm seein' sh*t
Ain't say his name, one more shout and I'm in
They like "Pap get out that house."
I done grew accustomed to this house
Junkies run in and run out
Or keep comin' in when I run out
n*gga run it, he won't make it out
I got evil thoughts in my head
I wanna kidnap one of my opps
Tie him up in the abandoned basement
Grab a crowbar and beat his face in
Take pliers and break every finger
Knock his teeth out with a sledgehammer
Cut his feet off with a chainsaw
Then drop him back off to his mama
Gang won't let me do it, they think I'm wildin'
I got high watchin' Hannibal Lecter
I do my opps like Hannibal Lecter
My b*tch said she scared of Hannibal Lecter
Long live Hannibal Lecter
I got more money than Victor Victor
Give up your sh*t, b*tch, it's a stick up
Shot two n*ggas with this gun, it's over
I move like [Marlowe?], they move like [?]
[?] caught a body over petty money
I'm from the Lower East, I'm really touchin' money
Snatch your chain, we ain't even touch ya money
Pistol whip your face like "What the f*ck is funny?"
I can't wait till I get done with this sh*t
Laid out with my ex, now I won't f*ck my b*tch
She got a fake side n*gga, she tryna keep it a secret
She came to me, After he bought her Victoria Secret
She ain't lick that n*gga for the whole weekend
He gon' be like, "Damn, this n*gga came back and got his b*tch."
In his room heartbroken, crying like, "Ain't that 'bout a b*tch?"
b*tch never wanted you, bruh, she was just hurt 'bout Pap
Even when she was with you she was hopin' I'd come back
I did, I got her, now, n*gga, that's that
[Outro]
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On God
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