
Heat Check Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Niggas be stuck in trap
But I rather be put on the map
Talking that shit get you hit
Better duck or you might lose your cap
Giving out hints you a dummy
Turning that boy into mummy
Yea, nigga down here this the southside 337 we coming
Zolow that man he go push up
Not really the nigga to look for
Might be in the cut with your bih
You surprise she all on my tip
Shit could get tragic i said it to many times
When you see it you notice you aint blind
When you hear it you think its a waste of time
But I have it all written in stone
Yeah, They always doubted me
You see im doing this all on my own
Feel like my back been against a wall
I have nobody to hold me down
it actually been like that for quite a while
Most of these women play games
Spend up a band all on you
you think that im stupid
you only been round for a week you still type secluded
I don't even care if you look real good
Bring something for me right onto the table
Pussy aint nothing to me
Ride for this shit like this is a fable
Beat a whole bitch if you have to
Shit get messy like its a school bathroom
Look me right into my eyes tell me the truth but about the past you
Okay you have a baby
Issues with the baby daddy cause the child that he had he aint raising
Come in that bitch stupid gone get you dropped so back up off me with the hating
If the cops come I start blazing
Aint no catching me on the run you go make me call my Caucasians
Shit could get tragic i said it to many times
When you see it you notice you aint blind
When you hear it you think its a waste of time
But I have it all written in stone
Yeah, They always doubted me
You see im doing this all on my own