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Heat Wave ft. Heem B$F Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Burn it, yeah, oh, burn it, yeah, yeah Burn it, yeah, oh, burn it, yeah
Hey girl, hey girl Hey girl, hey girl
Yeah, baby
Bitch, I'm top of the line, Borderline out of my mind
These hoes adorin' how I keep transformin' Like Optimus Prime
Ain't no more stoppin' the grind, I can sell snot to a slime
Throw bullets like your favorite quarterback at the drop of a dime
I'm perfect, minus practicin', and I don't even hype this shit
My pen game is immaculate, and I don't even write this shit
I'm caught up in these politics, it's kinda hypocritical
I'm in this situation and not the slightest bit political
I'm cynical, get sick of you, go postal Diabolical, not kiddin' you
Keep your mouth closed, bein' social, we'll follow you
That's real shit
Listen, man, you don't wanna go missin', man
Double-tap this trigger, your heart'll pop out like an Instagram
Rest in peace, my Uncle Mike, shit, I really miss you, man
Was 12, the crib was full of scales, you wasn't even fishin', man
I'm reminiscin', thinkin' to myself, this nigga trippin', man
He fuckin' up all of the dishes in my mama's kitchen, damn
Nah, for real, News
I know how that shit be like
Yo, I come from that shit
Only real niggas gon' relate to me
I skipped class with Product, traded cash for knowledge
You in the presence of a king, tell em pay me some homage
It's either crack or college, dope boy, or scholar
Another nigga, kill a nigga for the power of dollar
All that Gucci and Prada, steady fuckin' up commas
Better go invest somethin', buy a crib for your mama
Made my ghetto a promise, say, don't worry, I got us
I'm comin' back with a pilot, pretty bitch like the goddess
Hunnids blew as a violet, chew a nigga like Trident
Internet done took the world, killin' all of the guidance
Times I go in this world, vision me as a giant
Give me diamonds and pearls, now let me talk while I rhyme it
I'm takin' over the world, I'm finished with bein' modest
Slip and fallin' like Earl, drink Henny, and I can't get up
Was on my last, started doin' sit-ups
So they ain't talkin' six figures, then we can't pick up