Lyrics:
All these little children wanna copy
Do the number number Fibonacci
Gunner gonna gun ya, do not try me
Pull up with a heater, Kumbaya G
All these
heaters (Yall know)
Still yet to cop em new freezers (Ice)
For now we just dropping new heaterz
Leaning but we getting no seizures
On occasions we prefer
Bitch I did it by myself
Self produced as well I won't ever need your help
It's just blood and sweat
No tears
Water's wet
Y'all weird
Heater after heater
que importa es donde vamos
La fama a mi me llama y lo jure por mis hermanos
Heater que se acerque heater que matamo
TAMO TAMO TAMO TAMO TAMO
A los
the pain
We got them Mr Drummings
We cock'em back and aim
A yo, you know that we
We dem boys
I know they hear us coming
We got them heater's humming
We got
That's movie life
That's sun dance
That heater light
That sun tan
(Yeah woah yeah uh woah)
That's killin' em
That's juice man
That new plan
That long
Texas
Keep the heater, here the sun aggressive
Bring that mess (Mess), that's a death wish
Out here getting wild, wild west bitch
I was born and brought
I got a stick, lil glock
Lil forty, lil heater
I'm at yo hood, slide at yo block, two seater
My pockets they full
Got these n****s wanna switch on me
a heater, keep a baggie in my jeans
Rock kicks harder than a rock, spelling crispy clean
That's my dream imma make it to the top (Top)
Sip drank clean, I
(Na na naah)
She light me a cigarette
(Cigarette!)
The heater to make'er wet
(YEAH!)
Shit is so wild I know
Sometimes I wish
We never met
She light
while spinning the block
This thing is a heater outside the two seater roll down both the windows when i spin the block
I like the fresh air when I’m
This some real fucking playa shit
I don't even need a bitch
Could never really keep a bitch
I pull up with the heater bitch
My whip is a two seater
You can't get inside the two seater
Now I'm feeling hot like a fever
I swing in my city like Peter
It's cold, so I'm bringing the heater
Come listen
Yeah, I walk round with that heater
Fuck this need no teaser
Don’t need your advice if you sitting in the bleachers
Put ‘em in debt no visa
Got me
sweet like Orangina (So sweet)
You just look so pretty when you singing to the speaker
Oh no, we don't need a heater
Girl you're sweet like Orangina (So
ya body baby I got perkys I got beans
Still catching bodies taking risk in these streets
These young niggas washed up dry em out with the heater
I
Ayeeeeee
Yeahhhhh
Ayeeeeee
Unhhhhhh
I smoke a lot of reefer
Like that nigga wiz Khalifa
It's a cold world
So I'm riding with the heater
Schooling
Look I'm on a higher wave
Move in silence like I robbed a grave
And I got the heater on me nigga
Do you wanna die today
Running through the city got
know
So I gotta slide with that heater
Got the block hot, that shit can only heat up
You can't beat us, choppa kick your feet up
Why you speakin' lies
bang, yea)
Homicide, bullets Fly niggaz die (ya)
Strapped up I️n these streets you know we don't lie (ya)
So don't try, heater leave you fried (bang,
Larkin
So don't even try and start shit
We about to run that shit, we about to the gun that shit
We already won that shit, bump that shit
Heater gonna come
fuck her once then i delete her
Turned your girlfriend to a eater
Sipping codeine by the liter whoaaaaa
I keep a heater
If you run up then you gonna meet
Big body Benz
We gone ride it out
Heater on the seat red tips
We gone fly em out
Cool steel on the sideburn
We gone line em out
Lights out
Where
beat it up
He was talking shit he got hit with that heater
You don't want no static bet that 40 make him freeze up
I'm on Rockstar time with my feet up
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