ฟังเพลงHEAT STICK

HEAT STICK - Shoreline Mafia/OhGeesy/Fenix Flexin

Lyrics by：Alejandro Carranza/Fenix Rypinski/Diego Avendano/Bruce L. Johnson

Produced by：Bruce24k/Diego Ave

Pull some of that bass out bruce

D-Diego

I got thirty bands on me and the ***** up in a headlock

Deadstock kicks and the ***** gon' make the bed rock

Lead hot trip on me I bet his head pop

He looked up all he seen was a red dot

Heat stick hot stick ridin' with a mop stick

Ain't goin' back and forth if it's somethin'

We on our opps quick

Freak ***** toxic I ****** and then I blocked it

Tryna run up on us wrong we get to knockin'

You ain't choosin' then you losin' baby get with me

I keep money comin' in and I keep blicky

Get to knockin' on them like the mailman

I failed math class but ran it up I got hella bands

Now you see me now you don't ***** I'm john cena

But we ain't with that wrestlin' you know we pop demons

If we ain't talkin' 'bout some money then I'm not speakin'

Don't check me check the ***** 'cause the thot creepin'

We finna get up on they ass not even

Boogie down up on they block now they block bleedin'

I told her swallow don't you spit it she got all semen

Her ex-was a nerd I'm a whole creature

Get a choppa hold a broom

That's a street sweeper

He ain't really in that water

He a knee deeper yeah

Know lil' brodie tryna crash

He a tweak-tweaker

I need twenty bands cash ain't no free features

As I look at my wrist it's about that time

But if I look too long then I might go blind

I got ten bad ******* pullin' up at 9:00

Should we **** at fenix crib

Or should we **** at mine

We gon' split 'em down that middle

I get five you get five

Then we switch 'em in a little

I get yours you get mine

I done told you 'bout your bag

I got yours you got mine

Know we keep them straps you got 40 I got 9

Ayy light-skin dark-skin vanilla and chocolate

Slim thick thick slim I got all the options

Your number one pick ain't even in my top ten

***** in the valley got a ***** off of Slauson

Hop out walk in get paid clock in

Open their mouth while I put my cock in

I ain't turnin' down **** I'm on nonsense

Grew up on western and I was born on bronson

I got thirty bands on me and the ***** up in a headlock

Deadstock kicks and the ***** gon' make the bed rock

Lead hot trip on me I bet his head pop

He looked up all he seen was a red dot

Heat stick hot stick ridin' with a mop stick

Ain't goin' back and forth if it's somethin' we on our opps quick

Freak ***** toxic I ****** and then I blocked it

Tryna run up on us wrong we get to knockin'