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Heat Wave
Hip-Hop/Rap
Heat Wave was released on July 31, 2025 by MAX GANG MUSIC LLC as a part of the album RIZZY
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AlbumRIZZY
Release DateJuly 31, 2025
LabelMAX GANG MUSIC LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM64

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rawh
Rawh
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
JAQUAN LEE GARDNER
JAQUAN LEE GARDNER
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rawh
Rawh
Engineer

Lyrics

Back on the road, got dat g in the plate
Young Rizzy, I got them keys in the state
Gotta get high on this tree when it late
I switch the vibe, wanna die? pick a day
I got exotic, they know when it's me
And they know when my hoe kick a doe wit the heat
I cut your ties when ya lie, when you speak
She lost her trap so she cry to her sheets
Bury the guap it got hell underneath
I gotta cut on the scale with the plays
Boy, you so cap, I could tell when you speak
I got this Mac, it's gon' blow you away
Been at the bottom for so many days
You stuck in them trenches, gotta ride wit the k
She's high but she pray, I try to behave
I knew all this sinnin' would catch up one day
Got to send the location, I'm at where you at with it
Flippin' these chickens, I serve em like badminton
I got these packs in the back of the skat with it
Keep tryna triple up that's why I'm pack-flippin
I think I made the decision
I got that aim and that vision
Move like a train when I hit you
These hoes turned me to a gremlin
On the road, prayin' they don't flick it,
I gotta be careful, that's why I'm lane switchin
And they hate on my clique, I don't know why they keep snitchin
They try to get close to me, try to use these bitches
We up the score, this is a takeover
The chop give your facial a make over
Everyone switch, I can't stay sober
Now I'm tryna rule the world
I drink the pain its numb, I drink the pain its numb
I drink the pain its numb, pain its numb, pain its numb
I'm finna flame em up, flame em up, while they waken' up
Know I be wild with these demons, might catch a case with us
Bitch I'll stand on they necks
I bring it back wit the tech
I don't give a fuck bout ya set
You try me, you gonna be next
Can't fall in love, I'm too scarred
I fuck a bitch, I play my part
I know a bitch she so real
But she know if I fuck her, it's gon' start a war
I pour a whole lot of fours
I swerve it and in Floor it, I take em off course
Fresh out the port, I'ma put it in sport
I burn out like a muhfuckin' torch
You try me, it's gon' be some gore, They gon' see a lot of guts
I slide with them bales in the truck
You give me ten bales and it won't be enough
And trappin', the only thing that heal me up
Back on the road, got dat g in the plate
Young Rizzy, I got them keys in the state
Gotta get high on this tree when it late
I switch the vibe, wanna die? pick a day
I got exotic, they know when it's me
And they know when my hoe kick a doe wit the heat
I cut your ties when ya lie, when you speak
She lost her trap so she cry to her sheets
Bury the gwap it got hell underneath
I gotta cut on the scale with the plays
Boy, you so cap, I could tell when you speak
I got this Mac, it's gon' blow you away
Been at the bottom for so many days
You stuck in them trenches, gotta ride wit the k
She's high but she pray, I try to behave
I knew all this sinnin' would catch up one day
Written by: JAQUAN LEE GARDNER
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