Temperature Rising Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Temperature rising
Temperature rising
Getting hotter outside
Like 1000 degrees
White ones & a T
Sum'n clean on ya wrist
Roof off with a chick
Bumping sum'n like this
Ain't nothing like this
I ain't frontin I'm livin
What I'm wantin I'm gettin
Imagine me late
I'm really having my way
The game is easy
It's never gon leave me
This is heaven on
You gotta believe me
I'm tippin the scale
I'm givin'em hell
It's a reason I'm here
What's the reason you there?
Rhetorical question
She want it she blushing
I'm bettin I crush it
Crush velvet the cutless
T-top for the summer
Do this shit in my slumber
I ain't never been humble
Catching me on the humbug
Not in a hundred summers
Are you out of ya mental
You ain't got the credentials
You ain't got the potential
It a lot that I'm into
I need the grande menu
My appetite supreme
I'm on a flight from queens
Landing in beliz
Got her in disbelief
The temperature rising
Hotter than fish grease
Time to sip on the island
Shaded by money trees
Hi five'n wit Allen
He blowin good leaf
Temperature rising
Temperature rising
Getting hotter outside
Like 1000 degrees
White ones & a T
Sum'n clean on ya wrist
Roof off with a chick
Bumping sum'n like this
Ain't nothing like this
I ain't frontin I'm livin
What I'm wantin I'm gettin
Imagine me late
I'm really having my way
Man I proud of the team
Made it out of some things
Smile for the picture
Right or wrong
I'm with cha
Handle all of the issues
Aye We all been official
What the cost of Carreras
Don't you ever compare us
I'm the man in all era
I ain't making no errors
Shawty see me she cheer up
& Start putting her hair up
75 we winnin
From the start to the ending
Gotta pardon my henchmen
When step in the building
Heat tucked you antsy
DATEJUST I'm fancy
Hatas can't stand me
Hate but love what I saying
Praise the Lord I'm outstanding
Man it's hot as it's ever been
In the spot with my metal in
But I'm cool as a ceiling fan
Temperature rising
Time to sip on the island
Getting my grove on
Thuggin with Econ
Hotter than fish grease
Shaded by money trees
Hi five'n wit Allen
He blowin good leaf
& the Temperature rising
Temperature rising
Getting hotter outside
Like 1000 degrees
White ones & a T
Sum'n clean on ya wrist
Roof off with a chick
Bumping sum'n like this
Ain't nothing like this
I ain't frontin I'm livin
What I'm wantin I'm gettin
Imagine me late
I'm really having my way