Heckito - No Chorus (feat. Deady Mike & BurnsBeats) Lyrics

Hit em wit a bouncing Betty
I am King Petty
Ls that I smoke are kind of heavy
Got my emotions all types of messy
Take a trip to the deli
Chopped cheese in my belly
Girl looking kinda sexy
Take in my seamen like the navy
Dick game leave you dead baby
She celebrate her orgasim wit the confetti
Deady and Papi on another track
We just tryna make a rack
Then move on to make a stack
Sometimes feel like so much pressure on a nigga back
Throw back like a Horse back
21 call it blackjack
Henny 'tis the cognac
Bagging the girl like the hunchback
And I don't care Henny might punch back
Got all kinds of power
Last all kind of hours
Smoking on the sour
Throw her down like the twin towers
Panty dropping is my superpower
Giving her that snow shower
Guts will be devoured
Not Mario more of a bowser
Set your soul on fire
Take my spirit take my soul
Open up forbidden scrolls
Suck her in with that yami yami no mi
In love with me lord please forgive me
I feel more free
Roll up some Mary
Feeling like god Jim Carey
Done ate the berry
Gold coins put her on the ferry
Go to confession say 12 Hail Marys
My sins will be forgiven
These beats keep me driven
I will never give in
Soar like a gryphon
(Papi)
When it's time to put the rubber on the road
I get in my element, I'm in a whole different mode
Place your bets on the maniac that doesn't fold
A destructive brainiac on the track oou that's cold
Smack the devil for being in my home
"Que tu hace carbon" can't you see I'm in the zone
F*ck watching it I'm repossessing the throne
Now it's me who you gotta sign your soul off to
Eat it up like soul food, or chicken Perdue
Ain't signing unless it's 8 zeros ty lue
I ain't got the time dude, that's the hard truth
Can't f*ck with you rather be in the booth
I done did the diddy and hit em with the deuce
We celebrating over here bring out the goose
Bring out the 'tron, forget that we grown
Forget what you owe, let's put away the phones
I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself
SIP my boy snap, we going On full attack
Take two steps back, that ain't no set back
Papi and deady going plat, You can bet that
Stroke your pretty cat, puti gonna make me splack
Going crazier than a white boy yelling slat
Unless I'm in the mood no we cannot chit chat
Spittin like an automatic Going ratatattat
Burst ya bubbles flat, I'm a star lord sorry Chris Pratt
For Zoe , yes , we can mortal combat
Like drax, you don't want that full contact
Leave you wide eyed like a damn brat
Blow your mind away, how I sneak up on the game like small prey
Eat my way through all this gourmet
Served to me on a silver tray
Please this is just child's play