Temp Check ft. J-Ideas Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Man, shout out to J-Ideas
We've been overdue for this man
Quick temp check
How you doing man
Matter fact, do you watch My Hero Academia
That's random
You know what? Don't worry about it
It's the fiery king burning these schemes down
Don't try me or swing, I told you before It's L1TEWORK
ain't nothing for me to heat up, Blaze like I'm Raging in Streets
Not a Game, Boy, stop playing with me
It's Tory Lanez how I say I never aim for defeat (the feet)
I warned y'all, I'm warm now, try your aim here and see
The glow on me like LeRoy, shining indeed
It's radiating even Stevie can see it
at least a lil bit
You gon scald your fingers tryna hang with Machine
'Less you willing to hit the Stove God and Cook up some heat
The bars "Burning Up" like Faith Evans and Free
But if you try to be me, it could be beef
But you'd melt like a patty with cheese
That's a different type of sizzle you were going for G
At least a higher degree
It's toasty how I pop out and swing on a beat
But never reheat or give the same game like it's Steam
You see I'm
Propane wit' it (with it) So flame wit' it (with it)
Mad scientist in my lab coat chillin (boy I'm)
Ice cold wit' it (with it) Style froze wit' it (with it)
Hot or cold flows, mix 'em both like a chemist (cause I'm)
Propane wit' it (with it) So flame wit' it (with it)
Mad scientist in my lab coat chillin (dog I'm)
Ice cold wit' it (with it) Style froze wit' it (with it)
Hot or cold flows, mix 'em both like a chemist
I hope the listeners ain't numb to the flow
Vorhees how I leave a beat froze,
like keep running but we all know how this gonna go,
body temp below zero before we hit the end of the show
But I be chillin though
Frigid in the post or off the pick and roll
Cryogenic scope, I see the haters being bitter
Catchin feelings in this instance though
Then it starts to snow
Now i'm balling down the slope
Getting bigger as I Roll
In other words I'm turning Mega Man
December in Indy with the temperance
I thrive in the winter with this pad and pen
I can sense the panic in the air while you gaspin
I can see your breath as well
But I'm the only one that's laughin
You skatin' on thin ice
So you don't wanna get it crackin'
With the artist that channels the Arctic
Whenever he pop shit, but I
Suppose that y'all know exactly
What I am without saying I'm hot or I'm cold
See I'm
Propane wit' it (with it) So flame wit' it (with it)
Mad scientist in my lab coat chillin (boy I'm)
Ice cold wit' it (with it) Style froze wit' it (with it)
Hot or cold flows, mix 'em both like a chemist (cause I'm)
Propane wit' it (with it) So flame wit' it (with it)
Mad scientist in my lab coat chillin (dog I'm)
Ice cold wit' it (with it) Style froze wit' it (with it)
Hot or cold flows, mix 'em both like a chemist
Aye, young Todoroki flows, right
Nah but for real, I just Endeavor to do better
I can't think of no Dabi puchlines
So that's all you gon' get from me