Heat lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, brrt, brrt, yeah (CashMoneyAP, brrt, brrt)
Uh, uh, b*tch, better learn how to— (Blow your heat, dumbass)
Uh, b*tch, better learn how to blow your heat (Blow your heat, dumbass)
b*tch better learn how to blow your heat (Brrt, brrt)
Uh, big BabyChiefDoit, man, slatt (On bro, what up?)

[Chorus]
I say
If I say we killin' you, n*gga, we killin' you, ain't no droppin' the beef (b*tch, b*tch)
One n*gga die, we keep sh*t pushin', it is what is is, no peace in the street (b*tch, b*tch)
They say, "Chief, drop a lil' more," I would, but a n*gga ain't got no beats (Baow, baow, baow)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (b*tch)
b*tch, better learn how to blow your heat (Grraow)
b*tch, better learn how to blow your heat (b*tch, grraow)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (b*tch)
b*tch, better learn how to blow your heat (Grraow)
b*tch, better learn how to blow your heat (Grraow, grraow)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (b*tch)

[Verse 1]
Uh, how many times do I gotta prove that I'm not a regular n*gga?
Tap that b*tch once, hit you twice, you ain't never got hit with a binary trigger (Grraow, baow, baow, baow)
That n*gga tall and could punch me through the wall, I bet that Draco bigger
Your ho cannot stop tryna touch my balls, somebody please come get her
YOLO, my life precious, that's why I cannot play games with n*ggas (Ah, ah, ah)
Solo, just me, Doggy, and Lil Mari, I don't hang with n*ggas
Cut off the lil' n*gga fingers, we can't trust him, might put the blame on a n*gga
I hate a manly lady, I tried to say, "What's up?" And she banged on a n*gga (b*tch-ass b*tch, ah)
[Chorus]
I say
If I say we killin' you, n*gga, we killin' you, ain't no droppin' the beef (b*tch, b*tch)
One n*gga die, we keep sh*t pushin', it is what is is, no peace in the street
They say, "Chief, drop a lil' more," I would, but a n*gga ain't got no beats
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat
b*tch, better learn how to blow your heat
b*tch, better learn how to blow your heat
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat
b*tch, better learn how to blow your heat
b*tch, better learn how to blow your heat (b*tch)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (Grraow, grraow, okay)

[Verse 2]
Last time I toted a regular clip, that b*tch fell down my jeans
If my gun by my ankle, how in the f*ck I'ma clap my heat? (Grraow, grraow)
You in a SRT, better drive that b*tch right before we knock the J off a jeep (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I don't wanna see know how, only ridin' in blacks, I'm tired of gettin' in speeds
b*tch my name B-A-B-Y-C-H-E-F-D-O-I-T
I ain't forget the I, the I is silent 'cause I'm that n*gga indeed (Slatt, baow, baow)
Cuz like hittin' sh*t up all day, that lil' n*gga got him a need for speed (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You givin' the opps a pass, the f*ck you mean? Them lil' boys need to bleed (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ah, slatt)