Heater Verse

We Heat em up like a stove

Stay Miss matchin designer clothes

Im not the one you wanna oppose

Keep shit lowkey we don’t like to boast

Run yo mouth we’ll turn you to a ghost

Ain’t sellin dope but we give free smoke

Line em up like a line of coke

You Ain’t gon use it so don’t even tote

Show her how i live now she call me the goat

After that she gave me some throat

I just got my nut then i cut

Wanna be me like i just got cloned

She wanna see me yea i got that bitch stoked

Bitches down for the team like they enrolled

Basic ass fit like you on a dress code

Shit don’t phase me im in my zone

Free ma nigga tone

Hit you in yo dome

Give me respect like im sittin on the throne

Oakland is my home

You lookin like a clown and you ain’t smilin

She look at my drip and she get excited

But i feel ignited

I know my role like its recited

She felt misguided

But fuckin with me i gave her some guidance