HEART ATTACK Quadeca

[Intro]
Yeah, haha!
Ayy, yeah

[Chorus 1]
You wanna cut the beat, I brought it back, uh
I might give your bitch a heart attack, ayy, yeah
They don't wanna see me on the map, uh
So, you know I'm never turning back, ayy
Heart attack (Ayy)
Nowadays, these dudes don't wanna rap, uh (No, what?)
Your bitch fucked me for a follow back, uh (True!)
Everybody want a autograph, uh

[Bridge]
But they all thirsty, they need some water, uh
Parents don't want me to meet they daughter, uh (What?)
Wallet be turnin' green like it's copper, uh
Foreign lookin' like a fuckin' helicopter, uh-huh

[Verse 1]
When she saw me, your bitch had to do a few takes
Unreleased Rollie to the game, I'm a new face (Woah!)
Knockin' down walls like a AR
Rappers don't respond to me, I have to hit they A/R (Ayy)
Uh, is that because I'm irrelevant, or is it 'cause I'm higher than where they are?
Uh, I'ma fly over to Paris, and drop 40K on some shoes like I'm Neymar
Uh, I've been stayin' in my lane, but, I'm going so fast, don't show up on the radar
They say, "Practice what you preach", but if that's the case, all of y'all rappers have fake bars
85K in this bitch, no, when I play, I don't miss, yeah, uh (Uh)
I'ma keep makin' my hits, I cannot wait for a gift, uh, uh
None of these industry people put any respect on my name and I'm pissed!
So I'ma keep talking my shit till my fakin' is makin' me rich, bitch
Hey, heh, yeah!