88GLAM - Close to Heaven Lyrics

Yeah, yeah (oh yeah)
Ya dig? (oh yeah)
Yeah, yeah (S)
Yeah, yeah (S1)

VS1, VS1 Bentley truck weigh a ton (yeah)
Shine just like the sun shitting on them got the runs
Ice-y Ice-y water drip on my neck picking up all these checks
Momma said please don't flex

Yeah it's always a flex I know
I can't do SI no (yeah yeah)
Pouring up Ac' but it's not no skit
Got a lil swag but it's not no Rick
5.30 Sprite dirty yeah
Chrome hearts jeans size thirty (yeah)
My shooters 30 is dirty, yeah
Big stone my ice on McFlurry (yeah)

VS1, VS1 Bentley truck weigh a ton
Shine just like the sun shitting on 'em got the runs
Ice-y Ice-y water drip on my neck picking up all these checks
Momma said please don't flex

Picking up picking up all these checks
How young nigga made a 100 bands?
Still tryna figure out what's my plan
Broke boy wanna come join my band
Ooh pull up in that range, yeah
I'm with 'Mino ranger
She wanna fuck for fame (yeah)
I don't even blame ya
How many of 'em I got 'em on go
Shooting my shot like I ain't in the pros
Picking 'em out and they playing they role
Pass me her friend and I pick it an role
They wanted to hate (yeah)
I'm boosting my rate (yeah)
I'm in a Wraith (yeah)
I've made some mistakes (yeah)
I pop champagne (yeah)
To hide the pain (yeah)
No ones that stayed (yeah)
They never changed (yeah, yeah)

VS1, VS1 Bentley truck weigh a ton
Shine just like the sun shitting on 'em got the runs
Ice-y Ice-y water drip on my neck picking up all these checks
Momma said please don't flex

(Please don't)