Heater

Bitch, I pull up with my heater (Yeah) You know this shit hot, hot as f*ck, like a fever (uh) Rollin' up a wood, ain't no grabba this sativa And my 5.7 gon' blow, bullets he catchin' reciever (Yeah) Bitch, I pull up with my heater (Yeah) You know this shit hot, hot as f*ck, like a fever (uh) Rollin' up a wood, ain't no grabba this sativa And my 5.7 gon' blow, bullets he catchin' reciever (Yeah) I'm just tryna talk my shit (Oh yeah) I'm just tryna make some music, yeah I'm tryna live like this (Whoa) I've been tryna make this work, you know that I'm locked in (Whoa, yeah) I've been countin' up my bread, I've been countin' Benjamins (Whoa, yeah) I got too much comin' in, for real (Yeah) You can't even tell I got it, 'cause that shit always concealed (Always concealed) In a 'vette, yea this ain't no normal automobile, standin' on my money tall as f*ck, like Shaquille O'Neal Bitch, I pull up with my heater (Yeah) You know this shit hot, hot as f*ck, like a fever (uh) Rollin' up a wood, ain't no grabba this sativa And my 5.7 gon' blow, bullets he catchin' reciever (Yeah) My cup be wock full Rappin' on these beats and they be sayin' I'm so cool Hit 'em with a ki blast, like I'm Goku I don't f*ck with hoes, yeah they be sayin' I'm so rude (Huh, yeah, so rude) (Hit 'em up like yeah) (Hit 'em up like yeah, huh, hit 'em up like yeah)