Heathrow Lyrics – Droxx
Singer: Droxx
Title: Heathrow
Cheffed him
Creffed him
X him
Person
Test him
Thought it was the setting
Told em I was in the bando poetry
Writing
Minds a weapon
Back man
Wack man
Tap man
Loud am
Bang bang
Bullets the jetsons
Ride for my bros in a coupe or a tank
Bigman watchu talking bout wettings
Plaques racks baguettes stacks
Want all the finer things
Gwarn fill up my cup
While I plot fore the knife is in
Before you check my back and you see that the shiv done touched my spleen
On road ain’t no crash course
You crash and burn they burn a spliff
This that king flow
This that mink flow
Capital top of the hill flow
Taking off popping at heathrow
Taking off popping at heathrow
Yo Gunz just passed me the mash
Got too many Skengs so my guys gotta crash
Got handtings, Rambos,flikkys ain’t no pussio man in my gang
On road man I’m tryna ps and Qs cross T’s and dot my I’s
And my mum keeps tеlling me please stop playing with firе i got pain my eyes
On the road manna doing up gang gang
My n#gg# slap dat wap it go bang bang
44 longs 3-2s and dots dots
Pagan boy got smoked no hotbox
Talking facts, plaques, baguettes
Racks,waps,we smoking zedss
Dip splash I’m beefing with nerds
Got War in the ends and it’s getting intense
Now they asking me questions questions questions
Who is the king of Drill
Who’s the number 1 in the 234 on my life I paid my dues
Yeah I don’t know nothing bout these guys
These guys don’t know nothing bout my guys
All I know is I’m just a bad guy
234 to the world n back
Ma bro don’t talk and the man don’t chat
It ain’t no gas when he grab them waps
Omo relax cause the pumpy bad
He on his din while he hop out cabs
No cap
No cap no cap
On your Block oya Come Outside
Made dem dash couldn’t be my guys
Got blikkys on blikkys like 22gz
The ting go sheen
And the angle mad
I back it raise it flick it and dash
He screaming oh no please make it stop
Want a problem f#ck with the gang
Rambo Ching handting go blam
Oga Ade no dey fall my hand
Who’s that guy he’s a pagan blood
Clap this one and free dat one ay
Anti social, gang in October
Make it red, literate posture
Lie on the bed made with the roses
I’m with the stick do it like moses
Ride with the gang
On time with the gang
Opor go fight with the gang
Packed in the benz
On sight with the gang
All sorts I’ll lie with the gang
Gang
I was known for dishing out tings
My broski Mo’ he was dishing out food
Pop smoke welcome to the party watch how I dance when I back this tool
I got a Peng peng browning all on man everytime she wanna eat man food
If I tell you what I did for the gang what I did with the gang man you won’t believe
Oh me oh my it’s sickening
Humble just like my beginning
Og no time let’s reel it in
Give them what they be needing
And
Oh sh#t big man just posted
No gram I ain’t even post it
Can’t sleep on me halitosis
Say you want this
Quote this
Boasty
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