This is a song about "Cold heat"

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

We can't catch the beat

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Benchmarks that hit peek and produce heat,

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

A sweater containing heat in cold weather,

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

More money that mean less sleep

If you can't take the heat

Redan road, that’s my street

Niggas ain't prepared for heat

You hating you gone get that heat

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

Come to my street and try to handle this heat

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep