This is a song about "Heat"

Niggas ain't prepared for heat

I keep my money neat

Next level, c-3po 2.0, enhanced heat,

If he does my soul to keep

And i got that bait, they all bad

37. packin heat like a mag,

What do i really need

And you know i got the heat.

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

But in case of robberies, i gotta stay with the heat

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

In the heat of the summer,

Say bye bye to her

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,

Cause they right down the street