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letra de heck no - fastmoney rk

[verse 1]
xo i feel like pacino (okay)
she gimme neck cause i spent a g-note (neck)
my hunnids brown like nino
i spent a rack and went to casino
i flip a pound and pay off the c-note (yes sir)
hot boy sh-t like reno
i get the work from latinos (work)
got the block hotter than a jalapeno (ha)
call me dan i throw the pack like marino
we shootin clips like quentin tarantino (yeah)
i drip her down in moschino
she suck me up like mosquitoes
i’m from the dirt like a beetle
smokin’ the kush got me lookin like a filipino (ha)
my pockets filled with the c-notеs (hunnids)
kickin’ it on the weekend just like tino
p-ssy sweet, tastе-like cappuccino
i’m slangin’ d-cky and she know
i come from d-ckies and chinos
i got the sticky no weed smoke
he bought the bl!cky illegal
feds wanna stick me in regal
cause in the back is a trunk full of seagulls (wow)
servin’ the fiends, they lookin like smeagol
i just be stackin’ the hunnids until it’s a g-note
i just be stackin’ the hunnids until its a g
yeah
[chorus]
i just wanna bust up in her thro-oh-oat
pull up to the club on a bo-oh-oat
people always watchin’ where i go-oh-oh
i just poured a deuce it got me movin’ slo-mo
know i’m livin fast she gimme neck slo-mo
i don’t even call her we dont text no mo’
just look at my collar in the dark the neck glow
she’s like do you wanna be my lover? heck no, heck no!

[verse 2]
i used to stress ‘bout some ass (huh)
now lil xo be obsessed with the cash
bad b-tch, you know she got sass
she gimme brain, she the top of her class
smokin’ on kush, these n-ggas on glass
you try to play me don’t get no pass
fendi to prada my pants (my pants)
she wanna f-ck, i don’t even glance (i don’t)
i like my cash in knots
i hit the kush i’m a astronaut (huh)
i take a chance a lot (yes sir)
the bank teller glance a lot
got horses but don’t call me lancelot
she got the porsche so she dance a lot
n-ggas is p-ssy they prance a lot
designer my drip like the pants i bought (huh)
she like the pants i got
she like my pants a lot (huh, huh)
edm, she bumpin’ trance a lot
she take a bump ain’t no passin’ out
titties on tuck but the ass is out
pour it up we bring the glasses out
city to city we spazzin’ out
they say that my music classic now (wow)
[chorus]
i just wanna bust up in her thro-oh-oat
pull up to the club on a bo-oh-oat
people always watchin’ where i go-oh-oh
i just poured a deuce it got me movin’ slo-mo
know i’m livin fast she gimme neck slo-mo
i don’t even call her we dont text no mo’
just look at my collar in the dark the neck glow
she’s like do you wanna be my lover? heck no, heck no!

- fastmoney rk

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