Текст песни Headed (Official Audio) - Niheem

I don't think no one want this shit with you majh this rap shit?
I agree
Yuh, Niheem where the fuck we headed to let's get it talk ya shit you the boss

These niggas be talking to get in a mix like a cake till I bake me a nigga
Y'all niggas retarded but we ain't no artist it seem like we is how I paint me a nigga
Ya hoe she be sucking me sloppy
I'm takin my wife to hibachi
And after I'm smoking you can see the red in my eyes niggas call me Itachi
The flows and the bars I'm the nicest with
Pull off in a car wit no license and
Ain't talking bout toilet paper if you talkin crazy send my shooter to wipe ya shit
I don't talk too much on the internet only shit that I'm shootin will um enter net
No wifi as soon as I give him the code how much you wanna bet I make shit connect
We kill all the opps make em disconnect rainy days we make it thunder we get em wet
I told you I ain't in this rap for the clout tryna stack up and get me the biggest check
No pencil but we fill that dick wit lid
He got sharpened on point yea that nigga dead
They said don't be sneaky for acting too creepy and now his ass sleepy yea trix for kids
But ya bitch a treat and I'm thinking lowkey ain't talkin Halloween put her in a bag
If that hoe try to play me my nigga Michael walkin up and I'm screaming yea get her ass
Nowadays niggas be miserable
I keep the Glock in the stash it be pitiful
Don't gotta do a lot just to get rid of you
Make his ass go ghost his ass is invisible
Off in a whip and I dash like incredibles
Sitting here thinkin cash eatin edibles
Got my foot on yall neck like a pedestal I ain't no dog bitch you better go pet a stool
If we talking bout dogs ima let it loose only god know where the fuck that I'm headed to
We gon make em collapse like its 9/11 he escaped cause he only on level 2
But that nigga way too focused on escaping he ain't know that I was on his level too
Got the hammers and screws I got all the tools
Niggas already know what Semajh will do
We was standing there facing each other and ready to kill like Vegeta and Majin Buu
Had em running and jumping like obstacles pull out the chopper it sing just like auto tune
We ain't playin no games we'll come to your fort at night kill him and all of you
We ain't playin no games we'll come to your fort at nite and we finna take all the loot
We ain't got no real steppas y'all ain't got real steppas yall wear sketchers yall ain't go no boots
And y'all niggas y'all thinking y'all hard til we pull up with dogs and bang just let it loose thats gang shit

GANG
GANG
GANG
I'm done with this shit, les get it