Heaven Bound Blue Magic

Lyrics

[Intro] On God Varg2 Trademark [Verse] Ayy, who the fuck in my house? Paranoid, still got my Glock in my hand I'm hearin' shit and I'm seein' shit He ain't say his name, almost shot my man They like, "Pap gotta get out that house" I done grew accustomed to this house Junkies run in and run out Work keep comin' in, we don't run out Nigga run in, he won't make it out I got evil thoughts in my head I wanna kidnap one of my opps Tie him up in an abandoned basement Grab a crowbar and beat his face in Take pliers and break every finger Knock his teeth out with a sledgehammer Cut his feet off with a chainsaw Then drop him back off to his mama Gang won't let me do it, they think I'm wildin' I got high watchin' Hannibal Lecter I'll do my opps like Hannibal Lecter My bitch said she scared of Hannibal Lecter Long live Hannibal Lecter I got more money than Viktor Vector Give up your shit, bitch, it's a stick up Shot two niggas with this gun, it's over I move like Marlo, they move like Bodie Boy, we caught a body over petty money I'm from the Lower East, I'm really touchin' money Snatch your chain, we ain't even touch your money Pistol whip your face like, "What the fuck is funny?" I can't wait 'til I get done with this shit Laid up with my ex, now I won't fuck my bitch She got a fake side nigga, she tryna keep it a secret She came to me after he bought her Victoria's Secret She ain't link that nigga for the whole weekend He gon' be like, "Damn, this nigga came back and got his bitch" In his room heartbroken, cryin' like, "Ain't that 'bout a bitch?" Bitch never wanted you, bruh, she was just hurt 'bout Pap Even when she was with you, she was hopin' I'd come back I did, I got her now, nigga, that's that [Outro] Varg2 Trademark On God