Heaven’s Tea

[Verse 1]
Bitch keep talkin', not a bomber like Boston
Fuck being normal, keep it weird like Austin
I know y'all confused, feelin' all tossed in
Like, hibbity gibbity flip flop
I wanna fuck on yo bitch top
Cook it up like a crockpot
Bring your bitch over she a thot
Like, Scotty doesn't know that his bitch is a hoe
Not gonna lie, she kinda bad tho
I'm still getting all this dough
So don't be shocked if I don't say hello

[Verse 2]
Sound the alarms we doing harm
Making these beats our good luck charm
We cultivating these new rappers like we built our own farm
Attica Attica, girl come back it up
Say that we bumping, that’s shits accurate
Bumping this new stuff in that Acura
Whipping and stripping that motor, Akira
Can’t stop screaming like this new year got me gleaming
I dun crashed the whip already like a movie it was scenic
We ain’t dropped in a whole a year now you fuckers act anemic
Look at our discography like how much shit can we make?

[Hook](x4)
You see me, I see you
Heavens Tea the fucking crew

[Outro Hook] (x4)
You see me, I see you
Heavens Tea the fucking crew