Heaters

I swear we put them heaters on him John Wick, Jack Reacher on him Pull up with the stick, I'm from the bricks My bitch like Meechiana Brazy shit I never paid for shit Cook niggas seasonin on him He a goner, bouquet to his mama No joke, I'm Osama That nigga Timmy Turner, with a burner He got turned Danny Phantom, I'ma wipe a nigga nose when I up that pole I got his bitch for ransom Now I'm creepin', niggas slackin' They blicky finna pack him Niggas sleepin' while I'm peepin' That Glockstar, finna whack him Big Blrrrd, Uh Watch your mouth, you talkin' reckless Talk less up out your neck Before you end up on a necklace Bazooka boy how I leave these niggas face down and on the pavement You pay for security a year You better never miss a payment Uh Big Slime Cause if you miss one then they gone, Niggas be talkin' shit I'm Big Bad Wolf, I'll blow your home Talkin' bout you, face shit You gon' face 30 to ya dome 50 & Tjay took them bullets But I bet you fuckin' won't, Uh, That's the type of life we livin', (slime) Nigga gon' get that kutta cause he made a dumb decision Cross me three times, the third time I up the stick, he gotta get it Can't put no bitch before my bro Can't let no shawty cause division I'm touching base on his case And I hit his face I dodge detectives, Couple of warrants on me Still on the run from Troup corrections Aim straight as f*ck ain't no duckin I keep my finger on that trigger Better go back home, that chrome to dome Cause I ain't playin' with you niggas Uh, uh, uh, uh