This is a song about "Heat"

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Fuck you and your whole street, soulja boy gone bring the heat

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Az is my home and love the heat

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

I follow wherever the heat goes.

37. packin heat like a mag,

Can't win with a passive attack

More money that mean less sleep

You hating you gone get that heat

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Looking for a bad 1 thats hot like miami heat

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

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

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

The blunt sweet lubricatin hunnies in crunk heat,