This is a song about "Heat"

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Niggas runnin round carrying heat

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

You might not understand my speech but you can feel the heat

And you know i got the heat.

Have no souls indeed

Looking for a bad 1 thats hot like miami heat

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

It's buttery as jack frost under some miami heat

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Az is my home and love the heat

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

I follow wherever the heat goes.

I bring the heat like the

Just a little nigga