Detroit Flow

Say when it's cold I'm hot this heater cookin on me

Like a fish with no bait hoping they hook on me

Can't no nigga alive can say they took from me

Tell promoters I'm hot they need to come book me

Still talking that shit need to come get at me

Never ran from nobody shit I want A, B, and C

And if you got more comin got some for D and E

I might get on his ass might make em mad

And fuck whoever get sad

They geek em up like he was one of them

And he doing that shit for the act

Don't come around tryna play like that