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Heat Detect

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Heat Detect was released on January 28, 2025 by Independent as a part of the album Heat Detect - Single

Song Details

AlbumHeat Detect - Single

Release DateJanuary 28, 2025

LabelIndependent

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM72

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Boogzz B

Mandolin

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Boogzz B

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

ProdbyFireman

Producer

Lyrics

Aye, Kigo, I swear, you made this one

Hey, fam', that's Fireman, that's Fire-

P-p-p-plugs up in Cali, drop that addy

Gotta pay for my pounds up with crypto (crypto)

Rendezvous, backroads or the alley

Think twice before you hit it through the window (no, no)

Link this thing only once (no, no)

No way, how she already cattin' up my lingo? (Dog days)

And my cuzzy - done pop them doors

Now's he's cuttin' through your yard on his tiptoe (smooth)

I couldn't care less 'bout these scatty old hos

I ain't puttin' nine girls in a sprinter

The plug tried find me a whole new spot

Yeah, we puttin' nine pounds in the sprinter

Got the buds all year (yeah)

So I couldn't give a fuck 'bout the droughts in the winter

I don't know if this whip's gettin' followed

This girl already knows I'm a overthinker (yeah)

Lasers beamin' (mm-hm)

Heat detect got the mandem schemin'

So I send out text, gotta do it in code

So the jakes don't know the meanin' (no way)

Got cats, one leanin'

Feds behind, got the tyres screechin'

How you grab lows and put them in packs?

Them man there just misleadin'

Lasers beamin'

Heat detect got the mandem schemin' (let's go)

So I send out text, gotta do it in code

So the jakes don't know the meanin'

Got cats, one leanin'

Feds behind, got the tyres screechin'

How you grab lows and put them in packs?

Them man there just misleadin' (no way)

She, she, she know I could drip

But I look good in my tech fleece too

From a bike to a foreign whip

Do you know how many birds that I run through?

Pick up the phone, then send out a text

I don't go through man, yeah, I get it direct

I got a list for the pounds this week

Already know what strain I'm pickin' up next (yo)

Pick, pick, pick, pick it

When the, when the parcel lands, I'ma dish it

Yeah, of course, we can pay it in leg

But I told bro, bro, that he might as well click it (baow)

I don't need to make drinks of the guys

You can pay four-five for this four and a midget

Left my number on the junkie's phone

When he needs drop, call that digit

Petty on E, gotta fill up by shell

Nokia ring or the Alcatel (shh)

I just bussed this package

Roll down the window, the parcel smells

Middle finger up to the boarder force

These pounds came straight through Royal Mail (ah)

Touchdown from Cali

You know what's next, gotta fling it on scales (yo, yo)

Lasers beamin' (beamin')

Heat detect got the mandem schemin' (no way)

So I send out text, gotta do it in code

So the jakes don't know the meanin' (I'm gone)

Got cats, one leanin'

Feds behind, got the tyres screechin' (I'm gone)

How you grab lows and put them in packs?

Them man there just misleadin'

Lasers beamin' (beamin')

Heat detect got the mandem schemin' (yeah)

So I send out text, gotta do it in code

So the jakes don't know the meanin' (no way)

Got cats, one leanin'

Feds behind, got the tyres screechin' (I'm gone)

How you grab lows and put them in packs?

Them man there just misleadin'

Them man there

How you grab lows and put them in packs?

Them man there just misleadin'

Aye, Kigo, I swear, you made this one

Hey, fam', that's Fireman, that's Fire-

Written by: Boogzz B

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