Heat Lyrics

Feelin' like the newest president with how they rock with me

Fully auto, keep it loaded, nothin' ever stock with me

Come and milli-rock on me

Block on me, cause nothin' is ever finna stop on me

Come and copy me, I'll make the field wet

Gun is on my arm, walk up on me, I'll make you feel disarmed

Pull any shady shit, I'll make sure that you're gettin' harmed

If you know me, then you know third time is a charm

Chillin' with the beat, I came here to bring my own heat

Fuck with Miguel I will put you six feet underneath

Coolin' with my Nicky, he said he wanna boil up more beef

Only way to do that is to roll up some keif

That shit tastes like Chef Boyardee

Waxin' straw in the palms of my own hands

Gettin' tired of rollin', might have to hire some hands

Sellin' all this weed, you know it is makin' bands

You should know by now, if you say shit, we're throwin' hands

When I was in school, I was passin' joints in my lunch hour

Stealin' all this stuff from lockers, yeah, makin' bitches bonkers

Whatever is yours is ours, if you say no, we are gonna go ham

Miguel just pulled up, let him take over the land

I'ma take over the land, I'ma what

I'ma take over that land, yeah, I'ma what

I'ma take over the land, I'ma take over the land, I'ma ta

Ayy, look, bitch, I'ma leave them by the hand

They be askin', who be rappin'? Yes, sir, here I am

They fuckin' with Crokas, we gon' leave them with a tan

You gon' hit my phone, wish he my number one fan

Ayy, my number one fan

Oh, they always gotta act like that

When I'm tryna stack some paper, why you get like that

When I'm tryna tell the truth, why you get like that

You don't ever believe a hustler, or ever. cap

I'm really hustlin' though, I'm really hustlin' though

I stack paper, do you really understand it though

These bitches fuckin' with my head, it's fuckin' up the flow

I wanna keep on stacking paper, reachin' up the door

I need some more, I need some more, I need some bands

I see like different colors, like some filter lens

Fuck you mean, bitch, we movin' in advance

She like the way I talk, it's cause I'm too advanced

Ayy, fuck you mean, bitch

Say you touch somethin' strange, now you seein' shit

All of my people, they my friends, yeah, we bein' shit

All of my people, they my friends, yeah, we bein' shit

All of my