Reck!, Heavyyy - Anti-Socials Lyrics

Diesel did it Bitch
Too IRL for the URLs
Too love-able for likes
Man I just hope that you doing well
If you doing wrong then do right
If I pull out racks this ain’t show and tell
I don’t want you to fall in no spite
What you got coming it’s hotter then hell
Found a eight in my two liter sprite
Too IRL for the URLs
Too love-able for likes
Man I just hope that you doing well
If you doing wrong then do right
If I pull out racks this ain’t show and tell
I don’t want you to fall in no spite
What you got coming it’s hotter then hell
Found a eight in my two liter sprite
You think you cute but you not my type
Designer my body she like all the ice
Hop in my lap baby lets get a ride
Go get a bag, then hop on a flight
You gone ride
Stay by my side (Yuh Yuh)
I just wanna know what's going on
You out your mind
Been act different all this time
If they want problems you know imma slide
Keeping it on me it's not in disguise
You see a red dot
You gone die
Put your hands in the sky and pray to God
Yuh
Cause it's going down
Too IRL for the URLs
Too love-able for likes
Man I just hope that you doing well
If you doing wrong then do right
If I pull out some racks this ain’t show and tell
I don’t want you to fall in no spite
What you got coming it’s hotter then hell
Found a eight in my two liter sprite
Too IRL for the URLs
Too love-able for likes
Man I just hope that you doing well
If you doing wrong then do right
If I pull out some racks this ain’t show and tell
I don’t want you to fall in no spite
What you got coming it’s hotter then hell
Found a eight in my two liter sprite
I slide in on my thief in the night
Most these niggas gone bark but my Smithy gone bite
I’m loving if you tryna fight
I grab my juice like I’m Gronk imma spike
Focus on breathing don’t go in the light
Shawty go crazy she throwing it back
Right
Heights
I’m taking her to new heights
And she say that I’m doing it right
Clase Azul now she ringing the bell
I hope my shooters gone wish me well
When I put that boy in a wishing well
He looking too hard and the Dusse be speaking
Hold on that's Jason I’m tweaking
I keep it G not PG for the evening
These hoes they change like the seasons
But I know she love me she bobbing and weaving
If you try us it is treason

Diesel did it Bitch
Too IRL for the URLs
Too love-able for likes
Man I just hope that you doing well
If you doing wrong then do right
If I pull out racks this ain’t show and tell
I don’t want you to fall in no spite
What you got coming it’s hotter then hell
Found a eight in my two liter sprite
Too IRL for the URLs
Too love-able for likes
Man I just hope that you doing well
If you doing wrong then do right
If I pull out racks this ain’t show and tell
I don’t want you to fall in no spite
What you got coming it’s hotter then hell
Found a eight in my two liter sprite
You think you cute but you not my type
Designer my body she like all the ice
Hop in my lap baby lets get a ride
Go get a bag, then hop on a flight
You gone ride
Stay by my side (Yuh Yuh)
I just wanna know what's going on
You out your mind
Been act different all this time
If they want problems you know imma slide
Keeping it on me it's not in disguise
You see a red dot
You gone die
Put your hands in the sky and pray to God
Yuh
Cause it's going down
Too IRL for the URLs
Too love-able for likes
Man I just hope that you doing well
If you doing wrong then do right
If I pull out some racks this ain’t show and tell
I don’t want you to fall in no spite
What you got coming it’s hotter then hell
Found a eight in my two liter sprite
Too IRL for the URLs
Too love-able for likes
Man I just hope that you doing well
If you doing wrong then do right
If I pull out some racks this ain’t show and tell
I don’t want you to fall in no spite
What you got coming it’s hotter then hell
Found a eight in my two liter sprite
I slide in on my thief in the night
Most these niggas gone bark but my Smithy gone bite
I’m loving if you tryna fight
I grab my juice like I’m Gronk imma spike
Focus on breathing don’t go in the light
Shawty go crazy she throwing it back
Right
Heights
I’m taking her to new heights
And she say that I’m doing it right
Clase Azul now she ringing the bell
I hope my shooters gone wish me well
When I put that boy in a wishing well
He looking too hard and the Dusse be speaking
Hold on that's Jason I’m tweaking
I keep it G not PG for the evening
These hoes they change like the seasons
But I know she love me she bobbing and weaving
If you try us it is treason