Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Heater Blaze, artist - Eric North. Album song D_U2kPSYCHO, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Anti-World
Song language: English
Heater Blaze |
Yuh, yuh |
(Oh my God, it’s Crypt) |
Uh, uh |
Yeah |
Fuck where you at, I got the pack |
I got the TEC, I got the mag |
I got the Glock, I got the beam |
Shoot at your niggas, shoot at your spleen |
Aim at your head, dot on your hat |
Body get hotter, heat on your back |
Boy do not move, you’ll get attacked |
I got a bitch, straight off the map |
I got a bomb, ready to blow |
I got a noose, ready to choke |
I got a boat, ready to float |
I got a bag full of bodies and rose |
Pocket of posies to cover the smoke |
Spit on my dick while I’m gagging a throat |
You are a joke and I’m sick of you, oh |
And by the way, I am hoping you fold |
Fuck where you at, I got the pack |
I got the TEC, I got the mag |
I got the Glock, I got the beam |
Shoot at your niggas, shoot at your spleen |
Aim at your head, dot on your hat |
Body get hotter, heat on your back |
Boy do not move, you’ll get attacked |
I got a bitch, straight off the map |
Fuck where you at, I got the pack |
I got the TEC, I got the mag |
I got the Glock, I got the beam |
Shoot at your niggas, shoot at your spleen |
Aim at your head, dot on your hat |
Body get hotter, heat on your back |
Boy do not move, you’ll get attacked |
I got a bitch, straight off the map (Yuh) |
(Fuck yeah, Let’s get it nigga) |
(Yuh, yuh) |
Stackin' a million, bitches wanna hang |
Sybyr got foes, wack that nigga on a pole |
3M on me like a hologram |
Mommy, come push a nigga’s buttons, set it off and I’ma ghost |
Fuckin' all about like I’m Kangaroo Jack |
Say I’m not sleeping when I made a whole stack |
I don’t say shit, smash it up when I’m mad |
Eat a nigga’s sauce, and now they hit you for a track, woah |
Pull up at some Anti-Slow shit, woah |
All these hoes Anti-Broke-Bitch |
I don’t wanna talk I just really wanna smoke this, uh |
Trust me I don’t wanna hear a word |
Fashing, ya niggas eat all the flesh, ooh |
Wrecking the |
I swear that you getting finessed |
I bought a new TEC and I’m makin' a mess |
Fuck where you at, I got the pack |
I got the TEC, I got the mag |
I got the Glock, I got the beam |
Shoot at your niggas, shoot at your spleen |
Aim at your head, dot on your hat |
Body get hotter, heat on your back |
Boy do not move, you’ll get attacked |
I got a bitch, straight off the map |
Fuck where you at, I got the pack |
I got the TEC, I got the mag |
I got the Glock, I got the beam |
Shoot at your niggas, shoot at your spleen |
Aim at your head, dot on your hat |
Body get hotter, heat on your back |
Boy do not move, you’ll get attacked |
I got a bitch, straight off the map |
Fuck where you at, I got the pack |
I got the TEC, I got the mag |
I got the Glock, I got the beam |
Shoot at your niggas, shoot at your spleen |
Aim at your head, dot on your hat |
Body get hotter, heat on your back |
Boy do not move, you’ll get attacked |
I got a bitch, straight off the map |