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Heat
3063
In Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
Heat è stato pubblicato il 10 gennaio 2025 da Artist Partner Group, Inc come parte dell'album Heat - Single
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Data di uscita10 gennaio 2025
EtichettaArtist Partner Group, Inc
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM78

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jayden Whittier-Jones
Jayden Whittier-Jones
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jayden Whittier-Jones
Jayden Whittier-Jones
Lyrics
Alex Christian Jean Petit, Sr.
Alex Christian Jean Petit, Sr.
Composer
Kiowa Roukema
Kiowa Roukema
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
CashMoneyAp
CashMoneyAp
Producer
YoungKio
YoungKio
Producer
Kareem Yafi
Kareem Yafi
Recording Engineer
Daniel Rowland
Daniel Rowland
Mastering Engineer

Testi

Uh, brrt, brrt, yeah (CashMoneyAP, brrt, brrt, KIO)
Uh, uh, bitch, better learn how to (blow your heat, dumbass)
Uh, bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (blow your heat, dumbass)
Bitch better learn how to blow your heat (brrt, brrt)
Uh, big BabyChiefDoit, man, slatt (on bro, what up?)
I say, if I say we killin' you, ****, we killin' you, ain't no droppin' the beef (bitch, bitch)
One **** die, we keep shit pushin', it is what is is, no peace in the street (bitch, bitch)
They say, "Chief, drop a lil' more," I would, but a **** ain't got no beats (baow, baow, baow)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (bitch)
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (grraow)
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (bitch, grraow)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (bitch)
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (grraow)
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (grraow, grraow)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (bitch)
Uh, how many times do I gotta prove that I'm not a regular ****?
Tap that bitch once, hit you twice, you ain't never got hit with a binary trigger (grraow, baow, baow, baow)
That **** tall and could punch me through the wall, I bet that Draco bigger
Your ho cannot stop tryna touch my balls, somebody please come get her
YOLO, my life precious, that's why I cannot play games with **** (ah, ah, ah)
Solo, just me, Doggy, and Lil Mari, I don't hang with ****
Cut off the lil' **** fingers, we can't trust him, might put the blame on a ****
I hate a manly lady, I tried to say, "What's up?" and she banged on a **** (bitch-ass bitch, ah)
I say, if I say we killin' you, ****, we killin' you, ain't no droppin' the beef (bitch, bitch)
One **** die, we keep shit pushin', it is what is is, no peace in the street
They say, "Chief, drop a lil' more," I would, but a **** ain't got no beats
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (bitch)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (grraow, grraow, okay)
Last time I toted a regular clip, that bitch fell down my jeans
If my gun by my ankle, how in the fuck I'ma clap my heat? (Grraow, grraow)
You in a SRT, better drive that bitch right before we knock the J off a jeep (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I don't wanna see know how, only ridin' in blacks, I'm tired of gettin' in speeds
Bitch my name B-A-B-Y-C-H-E-F-D-O-I-T
I ain't forget the I, the I is silent 'cause I'm that **** indeed (slatt, baow, baow)
Cuz like hittin' shit up all day, that lil' **** got him a need for speed (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You givin' the opps a pass, the fuck you mean? Them lil' boys need to bleed (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ah, slatt)
Written by: Alex Christian Jean Petit, Sr., Jayden Whittier-Jones, Kiowa Roukema
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