Fastmoney RK - Heck No lyrics

{Verse 1} XO I feel like Pacino (Okay) She gimme neck cause I spent a G-note (Neck) My hunnids brown like Nino I spent a rack and went to casino I flip a pound and pay off the C-note (Yes sir) Hot boy sh*t like Reno I get the work from Latinos (Work) Got the block hotter than a jalapeno (Ha) Call me Dan I throw the pack like Marino We shootin clips like Quentin Tarantino (Yeah) I drip her down in Moschino She su*k me up like mosquitoes I’m from the dirt like a beetle Smokin’ the kush got me lookin like a Filipino (Ha) My pockets filled with the C-notеs (Hunnids) Kickin’ it on the weekend just like Tino Pussy sweet, tastе-like cappuccino I’m slangin’ dicky and she know I come from Dickies and chinos I got the sticky no weed smoke He bought the blicky illegal Feds wanna stick me in Regal Cause in the back is a trunk full of seagulls (Wow) Servin’ the fiends, they lookin like Smeagol I just be stackin’ the hunnids until it’s a G-note I just be stackin’ the hunnids until its a G Yeah {Chorus} I just wanna bust up in her thro-oh-oat Pull up to the club on a bo-oh-oat People always watchin’ where I go-oh-oh I just poured a deuce it got me movin’ slo-mo Know I’m livin fast she gimme neck slo-mo I don’t even call her we dont text no mo’ Just look at my collar in the dark the neck glow She’s like do you wanna be my lover? heck no, heck no! {Verse 2} I used to stress ‘bout some ass (Huh) Now Lil Xo be obsessed with the cash Bad b*tch, you know she got sass She gimme brain, she the top of her class Smokin’ on kush, these ni**as on glass You try to play me don't get no pass Fendi to Prada my pants (My pants) She wanna fu*k, I don’t even glance (I don’t) I like my cash in knots I hit the kush I'm a astronaut (Huh) I take a chance a lot (Yes sir) The bank teller glance a lot Got horses but don't call me Lancelot She got the Porsche so she dance a lot ni**as is pussy they prance a lot Designer my drip like the pants I bought (Huh) She like the pants I got She like my pants a lot (Huh, huh) EDM, she bumpin’ trance a lot She take a bump ain't no passin’ out Titties on tuck but the ass is out Pour it up we bring the glasses out City to city we spazzin’ out They say that my music classic now (Wow) {Chorus} I just wanna bust up in her thro-oh-oat Pull up to the club on a bo-oh-oat People always watchin’ where I go-oh-oh I just poured a deuce it got me movin’ slo-mo Know I’m livin fast she gimme neck slo-mo I don’t even call her we dont text no mo’ Just look at my collar in the dark the neck glow She’s like do you wanna be my lover? Heck no, heck no!