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heavyweight

Rap, rage rap, plugg, bnyx, autotune, mysterious voice, autotune, barely understandable, 808s, heavy bass, rap

luh pelvy·2:12

Lyrics

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verse 1

(ah what what)

uh wrist on polar (polar) neck on solar (solar)

bands keep stretchin like yoda (yoda) racks got weight like a boulder (boulder)

uh slidin in the coupe no chauffeur (skrrt) chop make him dance no joker (what)

big boy step like ogre pockets too fat need closure (uh)

yeah uh flooded patek (patek) spent that shit wont sweat it (nope)

vvs hit like edits (bling) bag too big wont debit (what)

shawty on me no wedding (no) i hit once then im jetting (skrrt)

this that rage that static red beam on the glock like patrick (bow)

chorus

uh countin them racks up (racks) uh stackin my checks up (checks)

uh big body tesla (skrrt) uh move like a wrestler (what)

uh pockets on pressure (yeah) uh diamonds like lectures (uh)

uh money dont fold up (nah) uh money dont fold up (nah)

verse 2

movin them boulders im atlas wit it the weight on my back is explicit

they playin tetris with digits the feds do the math but i pivot i flip it

out in the field no scrimmage this aint a game but the play is exquisite

water my wrist pacific this aint a flex its physics

i said money dont fold but the stocks did thats ironic (yeah)

i turn credit to cash now the bank account bionic (facts)

poppin like soda poppin like shots but the pressure is tonic (uh)

a boulder is heavy but pressure makes diamonds aint that iconic (bitch think about it)

double the rs (what)

thats royce and a rari (yeah)

triple the wins (what)

thats wealth worth and a story (facts)

told to the youth (what)

like fables and maury (mhm)

pick up the pen (what)

then i carve in my glory (brrt)

i dont do minimum fuck that im pushin my limits i double my wins im prolific as guinness

i came from the gutter my hustle relentless my name in they mouth but that shit is just business

talkin in codes i decipher the message they whisper my name i dont need no confession

my credit is black and my balance is heaven the numbers align like a spiritual session

im movin in silence but speakin in commas turn every quote to a moment of commerce

they copy the cadence but not the endurance i run through these obstacles never need clearance

bitch i been breakin the ceiling i turned it to floors they open the gates i created the doors

im shiftin the culture they stayin the same i pivot directions and triple the score

chorus

uh countin them racks up (racks) uh stackin my checks up (checks)

uh big body tesla (skrrt) uh move like a wrestler (what)

uh pockets on pressure (yeah) uh diamonds like lectures (uh)

uh money dont fold up (nah) uh money dont fold up

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