This is a song about "Heats up"

Beat box while we team up

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

Play up, play up, and play the game!

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

And that's word to my nigga bad boy

When the pressure heats up i just hope not to blow it

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

When i roll another doob up

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up