Rakhi

Lyrics

[Intro: Heems] Yuh, uh huh, uh huh Oh ho, oh ho, oh ho Queens shit Manshu, yuh (Queens shit) [Verse 1: Heems] Look at my wrist, my wrist so rocky Shout out my sis, she tie my rahki Shout out my girl, she call me papi Shout out the farmers, they growin' poppy Shout out my whip, patrol can't stop me Shout out the stick, check you like hockey Shout out my clip, it get you dropping Shout out my shtick, everything's copy I move the pack, they call me Paki (I move) I move my khakis, I move the pack, jeans is baggy It wasn't deep, move like Shaggy I got the bread, do it for mama I get the bread, look at the commas Don't do theater, don't do drama I'm with the goons, out in Guyana Richmond Hill, I'm out in Flushing I'm with the goons, thirty Russians I'm with your girl, got her blushin' I got the thing, I'm not bluffin' I roll with animals, we from a farm Shout out my bin, she like my charm Carry a knife, chop off they arm Oh no it's Heems, ring the alarm I do the raps, they like my style She like, "Himanshu, look at my smile" I'll lend me money, I got a pile Fuck the police, they got a file I don't do marble, man not Loki I'm in the bally, man stay lowkey Man get shanky, man get pokey Man stack bread, man get roti [Chorus: Pavvan] [?] [Verse 2: Ajji] [?] [Chorus: Pavvan] [?] [Post-Chorus: Pavvan] [?] [Outro: Heems] Uh huh, uh huh, ay Uh huh, ay, ay, ay Uh huh, Evergreen Queens, Long Island Look at my wrist, my wrist so rocky Shout out my sis, she tie my rahki Shout out my girl, she call me papi Shout out the farmers, they growin' poppy Look at my wrist, my wrist so rocky Shout out my sis, she tie my rahki Shout out my girl, she call me papi Shout out the farmers, they growin' poppy