Hefty ft. Crim$on Lyrics

It's Your boy Manas in the studio with Crim$on

We bout to make some heat boy

Gotta racks gotta racks

Gotta racks on me, gotta cash

Gotta cash, gotta cash on me

Throw that ass

If you really want some from me

Yea, yea

Last night took some pills

That got me hefty

Bitch I am still at the club

Don't text me

I am all around the city

She trying to know me

But I am gone

What you really want from me

Got lewi v on me bitch

I got all this money

Clearly you don't care about me

Bitch, I am just trying to fuck you slowly

I know that you're lonely

Yea, all I gotta say pop that ass

Let it clap, throw that ass

Put that shit, put my shit

And put it on the max gotta ton of hate

But I don't care about it

I just wanna make some money

That's all it

Yah bitch

What you really want from me?

Gotta lot of shit on my mind running

I just wanna fuck you slow let it know

I don't give a fuck about

No bitches all around me

Yea, everybody wanna do this shit

But I doubt it

I just wanna be a ruthless mother fucker

Everybody wanna be like me

But I don't wanna talk about it

Yea, yea, Got a cash

Got a cash, got a cash on me

Got a - got a racks on me

Everybody says that I am lonely

But I got all these hoes

Keep on calling on my phone

I don't wanna talk about it

What you really want from me?

Gotta lot of shit on my mind running

I just wanna be with you

Why don't you understand me?

Yea, Gotta cash, gotta cash

Gotta cash on me, gotta racks

Gotta racks, gotta racks on me

Throw that ass if you really want some from me, yea

Gotta racks, gotta racks

Gotta racks on me, gotta cash

Gotta cash, gotta cash on me

Bitch don't play hard to get on me

Yea, yea

I don't wanna know

What you really wanna do?

I gotta lotta shit but

I just wanna be with you

Why you gotta be so fine

Like a mother fucking I don't even know

Why you gotta be so fine like

Nobody compares to you

I just wanna be with you

Baby let me be there every time

You need somebody I don't give a damn

I just wanna make M

Bitches all around the city

They just wanna know my name

But I don't wanna talk about it

I just wanna be with you

And that's all it

Gotta a- Gotta racks gotta cash

Bitches all around my dick

But I don't wanna talk about it

Everybody says that

I am mother fucking ruthless

But I am not

But I only care about you that's all it

Why don't you understand My feelings?

I got a lotta enemies but I don't care about it

I just wanna be with you

Baby, I know that you're lonely and I am lonely too

Let's vibe with each other I don't even know

Gotta lotta cash

I just wanna blow it on your face

Like I just wanna say it again

Gotta cash, gotta cash

Gotta cash on me, Gotta racks

Gotta racks, Gotta racks on me

Take it slow on me

Baby I just wanna fuck you slowly

Gotta cash, gotta cash on me

Gotta racks, gotta racks

Gotta racks on me

Take that shit and put my shit on max

I don't wanna hear

Other mother fucking bullshit

I just wanna vibe to my own song

Bitches all around me

But I don't give a damn son

I just wanna be alone

I am with the crim$on in the studio

I just wanna make some beats and hits

Mother fuckin take them roches out