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Heating Up
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Heating Up was released on August 15, 2024 by Independent Artist as a part of the album Heating Up - Single
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Release DateAugust 15, 2024
LabelIndependent Artist
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frankie Mercado
Frankie Mercado
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Huh
Fraydo, Fraydo
Took it out of park, I push to start, don't need a key
Steppin' on the gas, I'm livin' fast, they see me pushin' P (Pressure, pressure)
Drownin' in this fashion, don't need captions, got 'em lost at see
Duckin' hoes, I like this cash flow, givin' no more dick for free (Cash, cash)
Need some air, I'm sippin' syrup, so it's gettin' hard to breathe (Hah, hah)
Put my trust in no one, but my fam, they see what I can't see (I see, I see)
Told these bums, stay out the way, I spend your budget on a tee
Y'all disrupt my peace, I'm heatin' up, should've left my ass to sleep (Shoulda, shoulda)
I've seen so much I shouldn't have, they think it's jokes ain't funny
Feel like Batman in all black, my youngins robbin' shit for money
Now I'm up and they can't stand it, take a seat, learn somethin' from me
Pussies hate me, I don't like you either, bitch, no sympathy for nobody, uh
Who said I ain't hot? Your bitch fanned out the way she givin' blow
So turnt up, it's hard to keep my pace, I'm never movin' slow
Room of pretty white hoes, only time I like it when it snow
Ex-bitch still don't want me, broke my heart, I had to let her go
Fucked on dude's lil' hoe just to cut her off because she got borin
Her eyes glued to my bankroll, told the bitch, come shake some ass for it
Never playin' fair, they can't keep up, my bag just keep growin
Don't care how much I'm up, bitch, I'm so selfish, I'ma keep scorin
Took it out of park, I push to start, don't need a key
Steppin' on the gas, I'm livin' fast, they see me pushin' P (Pressure, pressure)
Drownin' in this fashion, don't need captions, got 'em lost at see
Duckin' hoes, I like this cash flow, givin' no more dick for free (Cash, cash)
Need some air, I'm sippin' syrup, so it's gettin' hard to breathe (Hah, hah)
Put my trust in no one, but my fam, they see what I can't see (I see, I see)
Told these bums, stay out the way, I spend your budget on a tee
Y'all disrupt my peace, I'm heatin' up, should've left my ass to sleep (Shoulda, shoulda)
Tried leavin' me for dead, she got surprised I didn't die
I just bossed up on some Gotti shit, couldn't touch me if she tried (Bah, bah)
Don't compare me to them boys, I'm one of one, they not my kind
Goin' hard inside the paint, I'm ballin' like MJ in his prime (Huh)
Heating up, I'm heating up, I might just burn the city down
Give no fuck bout if they feel me, fuck boys still can't come around
Heating up, I'm heating up, I might just burn the city down
Makin' noise and causin' chaos, might just call me Joker now
Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Fraydo put that shit on
Should've known that I was comin, y'all done poked the beast for too long
Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah, Can't stop this shit, so get on
Put myself in motion, give no fucks about who stay gone
Took it out of park, I push to start, don't need a key
Steppin' on the gas, I'm livin' fast, they see me pushin' P (Pressure, pressure)
Drownin' in this fashion, don't need captions got 'em lost at see
Duckin' hoes, I like this cash flow, givin' no more dick for free (Cash, cash)
Need some air, I'm sippin' syrup, so it's gettin' hard to breathe (Hah, hah)
Put my trust in no one, but my fam, they see what I can't see (I see, I see)
Told these bums, stay out the way, I spend your budget on a tee
Y'all disrupt my peace, I'm heatin' up, should've left my ass to sleep (Shoulda, shoulda)
Bitch, huh
Should've left my ass to sleep (Shoulda, shoulda)
Written by: Frankie Mercado
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