Текст песни Bad Heart - $ir Abe

Fast car, I'm in that Jaguar
You ain't with the gang, you just act hard
Shorty I got codeine in my veins, got a bad heart
With my lady, her name Mouna Kane, she a trap star
Woah like, tell me what you need
Makin' money I be speakin' Guapanese
Stay tucked, with a glizzy underneath
Fuck nigga, 'tryna take away from me
Blow shit like I'm from the middle east
Got a choppa and it came with lemon squeeze
Big stage, where I'm finna be
She ain't with it, so I had to make her leave

And he talkin' big shit, so we had to push a nigga back
And .40 my side, It's there for my life
Yeah I keep with me, no I never lack
And they call me money man, I keep a stack
And these niggas funny man, we never laugh
And I feel like Carti man, I'm sayin' "Slatt"
My niggas like FedEx movin' packs
Throw yo' flags up
You gon' bow to me, I'm yo' Massa
Send a nigga to the pastor, aye
Shorty told me fuck her faster, aye
Hate niggas like I'm triple K
Drug habit, It's a bad habit, like Steve Lace
Dig his grave, where he lay
Shoot a nigga, how the piece taste
Cut her off, like she fake
Point the choppa at his teeth, aye
Body, Body, like Pete Dave
Malley in the backseat, aye
I get her gone, cut the hoe off
K.O a nigga, I feel like Jake Paul

Fast car, I'm in that Jaguar
You ain't with the gang, you just act hard
Shorty I got codeine in my veins, got a bad heart
With my lady, her name Mouna Kane, she a trap star, woah like

Like, seriously, what he gon' do to me
I got a ruler on me
Fuckin' that bitch in my Ksubi jeans
Ride with my friends, and no this not knew to me
I feel like the man, just look at this suit on me
Watch me advance, fuck all the foolery
Yo' girl a thot, she for the team
She say that she love me, but what do you mean?
She say that I love you, but ain't what I see
Ugh, she told my heart, now it's bad
What, what, what
And I don't want that shit back
All those lies, why'd you cap
I don't want you back back
Yeah, I'm gone, sippin' with Sir Abe I'm gone
Poppin' these pillies I'm wrong
I send two or five at his dome
In the royce, I might roll
All these drugs took a toll
On my heart now it's gone
On my heart now it's gone, yeah

Fast car, I'm in that Jaguar
You ain't with the gang, you just act hard
Shorty I got codeine in my veins, got a bad heart
With my lady, her name Mouna Kane, she a trap star
Woah like, tell me what you need
Makin' money I be speakin' Guapanese
Stay tucked, with a glizzy underneath
Fuck nigga, 'tryna take away from me
Blow shit like I'm from the middle east
Got a choppa and it came with lemon squeeze
Big stage, where I'm finna be
She ain't with it, so I had to make her leave