音乐视频
音乐视频
制作
出演艺人
Patrick Cc:
表演者
Kwe the Artist
表演者
作曲和作词
Edmond Kwaku Boateng
词曲作者
制作和工程
Jonah Zed
制作人
Prettyboyron
制作人
Nick Cassidy
制作人
Albi
制作人
歌词
Hey
Puttin' points up on the board (Hey, hey, hey)
Heat check, five-hunnid degrees (Hey, hey-hey, hey)
When ya hot, haters can't ignore it (Hey, hey, hey)
Done got shit poppin' like it's cooked with grease (Grease, hey)
Can't cool me down, I'm scorchin', scorchin', scorchin' (Hey, hey, hey)
Can't cool down, I'm scorchin', scorchin', scorchin' (Hey)
Flyin' high, I'm soarin' (Hey)
Fuck the fame, need fortune (Hey)
Bih, let's get to scorin', scorin', I'm scorchin', yeah, yeah (Hey, hey, hey)
Feelin' like I can't miss, close-range shotty (Boom)
Bitch, I'm hot, blazin' up, shoutout Bob Marley
Still drip so much, I'm surfin', I grew up gnarly (Haha)
Angels with me through these streets, no, my name ain't Charley
Bitin' for sure, these **** be bitin' for sure
Keep the ammo in the fire
Light up the score, bitch, we gon' light up the score
Shot wet like Poseidon
Hard in the post, gon' seem like you're doin' the most
While ain't nobody else tryin'
Heard your flows, they soft like vagina hole
Pussy ****, stop the cryin' (For real)
Done found my touch, know the feelin' when I'm scorin'
Drank in my cup, like blessin', let's get it pourin'
Work hard, play hard, my nights turn into mornings
It's all addin' up (Up)
Puttin' points up on the board (Hey, hey, hey)
Heat check, five-hunnid degrees (Hey, hey-hey, hey)
When ya hot, haters can't ignore it (Hey, hey, hey)
Done got shit poppin' like it's cooked with grease (Grease, hey)
Can't cool me down, I'm scorchin', scorchin', scorchin' (Hey, hey, hey)
Can't cool down, I'm scorchin', scorchin', scorchin' (Hey)
Flyin' high, I'm soarin' (Hey)
Fuck the fame, need fortune (Hey)
If I aim it, then I'm—
Torchin' shit up, call the fire brigade
Buckets on buckets like Curry, Klay (Yeah)
Smokin' shit, fuck an ashtray
Sick of these ****, like COVID, they lack taste (Eww, hey, hey, hey)
Cookin' flavor in your ear
Elbow, pot on stove, Ramsay
Took a whole lotta L's, they gave me a win, now it's back-to-back, call it Elway (Elway)
Now it's back-to-back, call it Brady (Brady)
Bunch of days, I went crazy (Crazy)
Summer days with no AC (AC)
Blurry nights, far from HD (HD)
Still kept the head high, I'm too fire, school a **** like Laney
Never count out a real one to take flight, I'ma take flight like I'm 2-3
Puttin' points up on the board (Hey, hey, hey)
Heat check, five-hunnid degrees (Hey, hey-hey, hey)
When ya hot, haters can't ignore it (Hey, hey, hey)
Done got shit poppin' like it's cooked with grease (Grease, hey)
Can't cool me down, I'm scorchin', scorchin', scorchin' (Hey, hey, hey)
Can't cool down, I'm scorchin', scorchin', scorchin' (Hey)
Flyin' high, I'm soarin' (Hey)
Fuck the fame, need fortune (Hey)
Bih, let's get to scorin', scorin', I'm scorchin', yeah, yeah
Can't cool me down, I'm scorchin'
If I had to tell a lie, I would say, "I'm not the truth"
I would say I don't think I'm capable of the things I'm tryna do (Can't cool me down, I'm scorchin')
To keep it real, this shit gets rough, journey way farther than smooth (Yeah)
It get cold, it get tough, when shit heat up, bet it gets loose
When shit heat up, bet it gets loose
Light this bih up like a fuse
Can't cool me down, I'm scorchin'
Stop at a loss or bounce back, recoup
You know which one I'm gon' choose
Bitch, I'm puttin' points up on the board (Hey, hey, hey)
Heat check, five-hunnid degrees (Hey, hey-hey, hey)
When ya hot, haters can't ignore it (Hey, hey, hey)
Done got shit poppin' like it's cooked with grease (Grease, hey)
Can't cool me down, I'm scorchin', scorchin', scorchin' (Hey, hey, hey)
Can't cool down, I'm scorchin', scorchin', scorchin' (Hey)
Flyin' high, I'm soarin' (Hey)
Fuck the fame, need fortune (Hey)
Bih, let's get to scorin', scorin', I'm scorchin', yeah, yeah
Written by: Edmond Kwaku Boateng
