Heavy Lyrics by Nigo & Lil Uzi Vert is latest English song with music also given by Brandon Finessin, CuBeatz & AXL Beats. Heavy song lyrics are written by Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer, AXL Beats, Brandon Finessin & Lil Uzi Vert.
Heavy Song Detail
| Song Name: | Heavy |
| Singer: | Nigo & Lil Uzi Vert |
| Composer: | Brandon Finessin, CuBeatz, AXL Beats |
| Lyrics by: | Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer, AXL Beats, Brandon Finessin, Lil Uzi Vert |
Heavy Lyrics
Axl
Ready
Been there, ready
Lil uzi, baow
Lil uzi, been there (ayy, brandon, man, why you do that?)
Baow, baow
Been there
Been there, been there, been there
Been there, baow, been there
Been there, skrrt (yeah)
I don’t think they ready (yeah)
And I know she know me, I push foreigns like they chevys (what?)
She f**k with my opps, she do that s**t to be petty (what? Petty, to be what?)
I still get the top in the club, bi**h, I’m too deady (yeah)
This moncler I got on hеavy (woo!)
Heavy, heavy, heavy (woo!)
Cullinan in that rolls-roycе truck (she called me in that rolls-royce truck, skrrt)
Heavy, heavy, heavy
Ain’t nobody fly as us (fly as us, yeah)
Heavy, heavy (fly as us), heavy (fly as us)
And you know I got it tucked
Heavy (grrah, baow), heavy (harriet tubman), glocky (harriet tubman, baow, yeah)
“Look in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane?” nah, I’m on a jet
Why would I ever respond to a lame? (why?)
Yeah, he ain’t put a check
Pu**y a*s ni**a better stay in his lane (lane)
Yeah, before he get whacked (yeah)
I f**k around with all my chains, and I still got space all around my neck
Four-carat emeralds, can’t do baguettes, I done put on my vest (yeah)
Can’t trust him, put a .30 in my tec
I done made thirty more ms with this
More money, more problems, that’s on my desk
I’m a young ni**a, sometimes I stress
Get a ni**a dropped then I stress less
They on my head, man, they on my d**k (yeah)
I don’t think they ready (I don’t think they ready)
And I know she know me, I push foreigns like they chevys (word)
She f**k with my opps, she do that s**t to be petty (what?)
I still get the top in the club, bi**h, I’m too deady (ayy, brandon, man, why you do that?)
This moncler, I got on heavy (got on heavy)
Heavy, heavy, heavy
Cullinan, that rolls-royce truck (in that rolls-royce truck)
Heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy
I got one eye open steady (steady)
Countin’ up the fetty (yeah)
Whippin’ up that crocker and we servin’ out that betty (yeah)
Man, this thirty way too heavy (woah)
Glocky hold it steady (steady)
Pull up in twin lambos I’m with bubba like they chevys
I don’t think that bi**h was ready (wha- what?)
Spent five hunnid thousand at starlets, my heart got heavy (yeah)
Then I thought about it, that money was just so petty (oh)
I ain’t want no pu**y baby, just give me the headie (yeah)
I done found my opp location just right off the reddit
I can pay for the whole hit, that’s only if you let me
Voodoo lady prayed over me just so she could bless me
I know it’s a couple ni**as out here wanna test me
Put a check on him I’m in miami on the jetskis
I don’t think she ready (ready)
She f**k with my opps, do that to be petty
Pull up in that drop, just like it’s a chevy
I still get that top in the club, bi**h, I’m too deady
I don’t think they ready (I don’t think they ready)
And I know she know me, I push foreigns like they chevys (word)
She f**k with my opps, she do that s**t to be petty (what?)
I still get the top in the club, bi**h, I’m too getty (ayy, brandon, man, why you do that?)
This moncler, I got on heavy (got on heavy)
Heavy, heavy, heavy
Cullinan, that rolls-royce truck (in that rolls-royce truck)
Heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy
Yeah
Huh, what?
Lil uzi