WHITNEY (feat. 350) - HEAVENONEARTH, Not Klyde & Aklesso

Love me high, love me low Love me like no one has ever done before Don't be shy, pull me close Tell me that you gon commit Then love me like dis Like dis Like dis Like dis Then love me Like dis Like dis Like dis Like dis What do you want from me You say that I am the one for you How come you run from it Love from me you know it's different for you Show me all your love without saying it Show me all your love I deserve it So this is what we gonna do So this is what we gonna do Love me high, love me low Love me like no one has ever done before Don't be shy, pull me close Tell me that you gon commit Then love me like dis Like dis Like dis Like dis Then love me Like dis Like dis Like dis Like dis You got it bad for me We in this moment so don't you forget it No holding you back from me Take over now boy before you regret it Show me all your love without saying it Show me all your love I deserve it So this is what we gonna do So this is what we gonna do Love me high, love me low Love me like no one has ever done before Don't be shy, pull me close Tell me that you gon commit Then love me like dis Like dis Like dis Like dis Then love me Like dis Like dis Like dis Like dis Mo nifẹ rẹ Mo nifẹ rẹ Mo nifẹ rẹ Mo nifẹ rẹ Mo nifẹ rẹ Mo nifẹ rẹ Mo nifẹ rẹ Mo nifẹ rẹ Mo nifẹ rẹ Mo nifẹ rẹ Mo nifẹ rẹ Mo nifẹ rẹ

Bring ten bitches to the back Whippin' up Whitney, boy how you do that, ooh Bring ten bitches to the back Whippin' up Whitney, boy how you do that, ooh Whippin' up Whitney, Whippin' up Whitney, Lil Pump how you do that? Ooh Whippin' up Whitney, Whippin' up Whitney, Lil Pump how you do that? Ooh Damn, I went and flexed like this Diamonds so yellow it look like piss, ooh I can't wife no bitch, spent a couple racks up on my wrist, ooh I can't wife no thot, damn, bitch I'm sippin' Wok, damn And I'm off this xan, damn, this will never stop, damn Hop in a foreign and step on it Sippin' on good drank, and I got a loaf on Cops pull me over right now they gon' lock me up 'Cause I got all this smoke on me And I'm so mothafuckin' inked Lookin' like the tattoo man just wrote on me In the all white P1 lookin' like I got a whole bunch of coke on me Slide down, ride down, I'm the king, bow down One day smoke a half pound, milkin' up, cash cow I'm very important, me and my gang don't do pat downs I bet I fucked yo' bitch, told foenem put the racks out You know me and gang goin' for the slide The shit we on finna fly Yo bitch pointin' up to the sky She know I got them mob ties Hammer ridin' 'round with the grass Hammer ridin' 'round with the cash Shoes on your ass, A$AP Bring ten bitches to the back Whippin' up Whitney, boy how you do that, ooh Bring ten bitches to the back Whippin' up Whitney, boy how you do that, ooh Whippin' up Whitney, Whippin' up Whitney, Lil Pump how you do that? Ooh Whippin' up Whitney, Whippin' up Whitney, Lil Pump how you do that? Ooh Damn, I went and flexed like this Diamonds so yellow it look like piss, ooh I can't wife no bitch, spent a couple racks up on my wrist, ooh I can't wife no thot, damn, bitch I'm sippin' Wok, damn And I'm off this xan, damn, this will never stop, damn Damn, Gucci Gang on top Damn, yo' bitch gave me top Damn, I just gave that bitch some dick and took her to the block Damn, pull up, drop top 'Rari Ooh, my bitch off a molly Ooh, I just gave that bitch some perc and now she actin' thottie Ooh, ten bands on my neck Ooh, I just love to flex Yeah, off our area rub on jail Wrists so cold, wrists so wet Lil Pump do be runnin' that check Wrists so cold, wrists so wet Lil Pump do be runnin' that check Wrists so cold, wrists so wet Bring ten bitches to the back Whippin' up Whitney, boy how you do that, ooh Bring ten bitches to the back Whippin' up Whitney, boy how you do that, ooh Whippin' up Whitney, Whippin' up Whitney, Lil Pump how you do that? Ooh Whippin' up Whitney, Whippin' up Whitney, Lil Pump how you do that? Ooh Damn, I went and flexed like this Diamonds so yellow it look like piss, ooh I can't wife no bitch, spent a couple racks up on my wrist, ooh I can't wife no thot, damn, bitch I'm sippin' Wok, damn And I'm off this xan, damn, this will never stop

I jog in a circle full of squares That smoke squares and Wreck, tangle, tussle, tumble with our problems Polygon off vodka Fuckin' it up with Piranha Plant Super Smashin' Saturdays Folks do the Madonna dance at clubs and try the pay to play But not I, not we, our team be smoking weed Guess it's a rolling day but honestly, I'd rather pack a bowl Blunt papers just make me choke, I'm prolly not cool enough for this rap shit Cuz I got love in my body I don't throw hands Often I keep my spirits lofted Plus this shit is a walk in the park I'm the Tony Stark of rhythmic talking Executive-level like 30 Rockin' with Alec Baldwin But they rather focus on my skirt who I stick my cock in Old heads severely gawkin, but watch lesbian porn I roll my eyes so far back, I could record my brainstorm I hope this is my weakest form And I evolve with powers strong enough to set fire to Rapidash and poison Venusaur Baby, it's grapefruit Sprinkle some sugar Help it go down Help it go down Baby, it's grapefruit Sprinkle some sugar Help it go down Help it go down Was spending time inside a bubble Tryna pop it like my innocence A poison tryna kill me help me get rid of good riddances No Ritalin could help So I could drown in this Jim liquor pent or pint To fill the distances I ran away I still admit That I'm holding onto whatever happiness that could carry me I used to drink that molly water That's my sense of therapy I felt like Adam Sandler Mr. Deeds inside a busy world Simplicity my only wish but still I want that other girl I'm running to see you strive provide what you need So sick of sad songs and goodbyes That stack with debris I'm stronger now Put my worries inside a box and move along Wonder how I manage this ego I must be Scooter Braun Shit lately I could hit this bong Escape in my mind It's funny being a free man And yet I'm waiting for time But still it's pleasant Like Zoe Deschanel in my dreams Don't want a New Girl But I guess I still don't know what I need Baby, it's grapefruit Sprinkle some sugar Help it go down Help it go down Baby, it's grapefruit Sprinkle some sugar Help it go down Help it go down My favorite memory is of us sitting Me sitting on your lap And listening to Orange Moon And just holding you and feeling Connected to you

Everyday I run back to the Father and I pray that he never goes That's when I'm reminded by father say he coming But I know he won't You say you never leave nor forsake So why this pain got me sipping slow I just pray to God everyday and I pray that he saves my soul I let the drop top Riding thru the city, going no where Weight of world weighing on my soul Tired feeling nothing i need something more I can never let the pain get the best of me But i've been walking thru the flame, I can feel the heat I feel the pressure keep on coming I keep it pushing like it's nothing I've been thru mountains and valleys I seen the top and lowest of lows Trying to bring heaven on earth Going thru hell in my home Pops still calling and checking in Asking how i'm doing Don't want to tell him the truth Tell him i'm going through it I call on the father Headed up to the heavens tryna get to you Praying that the promises you made are true Praying that my family gon' make it thru Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea When you free my spirit You free my mind I been keeping it to myself I keep it inside I been tryna let loose Tryna distract But nothin can take the place of You You keep me intact I been rollin I been focused I been tryna fix my motives I'm tryna pop out City on my back, I take the Billy out Bitty in my lap, I'm bout to show em how I been showin up I been takin every chance, I been takin it all I been owning up All of the messy stuff So 'Hovah won't you cleanse and set me free 'Hovah won't you set me free I got hunnids in the back And they ready to be clean Jehovah won't you set me free i got hunnids in the back And they ready to be clean Everyday I run back to the Father and I pray that he never goes That's when I'm reminded by father say he coming But I know he won't You say you never leave nor forsake So why this pain got me sipping slow I just pray to God everyday and I pray that he saves my soul Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea Free my Spirit Free my mind yea

Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Gimme my ring Gimme my Gimme my ring Hey, hey Gimme my ring I need my ring I need my ring I need the finer things, I gotta get to the throne I'm with the winning team, I couldn't do it alone So gimme my ring Gimme my Hey, gimme my ring Gimme my ring Big talk on the web I don't feel that Run in back Run it back Til I get chills I need my rings I gave her my rings Getting that dub for my team Who's the blame We brought the rain Flipping the L to a banger Wait for the ring like topenga The hoolies are more than just singers Bags to get Work in the son cuz I'm Mexican Never gone settle the best to get I work in the rain that's the drip we wet wet wet Gimme my rings Got dirt on my cleats Came out of my seats to point to my king Hey Every single thing y'all be on We already beyond Ya better have hands like deon Tryna catch up to what we on The dreads hang low And the black skin glow like neon Never been food, these suckers all key lime Headed for the chip i ain't talking bout ruffles Stat sheet looking prime bill russell Everything real got it off of the muscle Mitchell Gimme my ring Gimme my Gimme my ring Hey, hey Gimme my ring I need my ring I need my ring I need the finer things, I gotta get to the throne I'm with the winning team, I couldn't do it alone So gimme my ring Gimme my Hey, gimme my ring Gimme my ring Ring in a velvet case, let it unfold Son y'all boys, I'm ya dad and uncle War in a Artist mind like Sun Tzu In ya head like Cantù I am a monsoon 4 like an Audi 5 like Olympics 6 like it's MJ 7 like it's Brady Filipino thoroughbred Vegas made Jersey, HEAVENONEARTH is the name What you expect It's HEAVENONEARTH, we not like the rest Tryna be holy like front of my neck And that ain't a flex This how it had to be, this how it's gotta be Walking in purpose, I'm living the prophecy I gotta be everything I was called to be They after numbers, like Deuteronomy I know they counting me out But I keep it moving, ain't calling no fouls Just give it a minute, we'll see who's around We running the plays, they running they mouth And it ain't no weak link in the team Top of the morning, we up and they sleep Sunday through Saturday, not for the weak Hard to be humble, the team is elite So gimme my ring!