HEATER (feat. mexo) - AKx1ll

Oh Oh Misfit and Tajzan Ou, ou, uh Ou, ou, uh I walked in this bitch with my heater on And my pockets swole n they looking strong I need me a bitch like Nia Long And Ian leaving till the clip is gone And I'm active Niggas round me aint ducking no Static Shock Play with them and they upping the Glock Best believe ya body gone drop Everyone crying they calling the cops I'm laidback I'm smoking the blunt with the opps These Runtz keep on hitting I can't keep a thought Especially when my mind is focused on knots Oh she love me she love me not The money gone bring more of the probs So I'm walking with a Diddy bop Can't let these hoes drop down my stock Whoopsie beat it like MK (Mortal Kombat) Go Heee like MJ (Michael Jackson) I'm a dog can't change my ways They got biscuits for niggas that don't want behave Imma stay with my niggas they helped paved the way I am not for these hoes I am not Frito Lay(free to lay) If you come to the poppet you better stay safe If i call on Tajzan he got come round the way like Heater ON Taj the DON Pockets so fat yea they looking strong No we aint the regular We way ahead of ya Travel estate and we flexing sum wrestlers Riding in tesla Bitch what you stressing for Baby I'm gone Wish the best for ya No ian testing ya I'm chasing theses racks so Ian missing ya I ride for the guys if they got a issue I'm coming for smoke fuck keeping it civil I looked at the brodie he gave me the signal I felt like I'm Malcom I got in the middle Yea they want me gone so my head on a swivel I fuck with a ape If you niggas is to little Controlling the game like I'm nice with the dribble How he gonna run up if we leave him crippled Stupid nigga I am legit My voice is a gift I'm speaking the truth I'm as deep as it gets He wanna be it but aint saying shit The windows they tint Cuz she sucking dick We pass her around just for a lick We nice at some pool like we play with the sticks I walked in this bitch with my Heater ON Nah fuck that We going for everything that you wouldn't give back Ya love to talk on post but don't do none on contact I am not one of them I am bound to get Getback 20 Plus 9 and 10 (2021) I'm seeing none but big racks Please don't call on my phone if you aint big cash I need assist on daily so call me sum Steve Nash Bring a big ass imma thrash that In the paint in it like I'm Big Shaq Oh that threesha I done been had All her sales low she a Madrag I could do more I'm a big catch I'm smelling good bringing clean racks So don't hate on the guys I feel us on the rise Summer coming we on demise Taking bitches from all you guys Don't get mad that were fly Uh and one more thing make sure you give us our respect Cuz thats all we need Stupid Nigga Bow down to your master BITCH

Yeah, see every fucking thing I write I know the fans love it You sound like everybody else just a drop in the bucket Fuck it nothing can stop me this shit inevitable Never go up against someone who might be impenetrable That's a no-no, I don't know though Y'all asleep just grab the notes Or walk it Off like Sam & Frodo I'ma keep it on the low-low You a flop, Solo I'm a rhyme crusher a fucking dying breed yeah I'm a Blockbuster When I be on my shit they like there he go again Don't battle me motherfucker see I ain't got no friends I don't got no hobbies homie all I've got is time and I won't hesitate to spend a weekend on a single rhyme See I'm a fickle bitch, don't let me hit the switch I will go off on any beat just listen to Pickle Rick And I make it look simple, but see it really isn't Imagine Neil Degrasse Tyson talking 'bout astrophysics Fuck it it's back to business Making some brash decisions If you want to get to me you gotta cross some burning bridges Vision and skill to meet it Homie respect the booth I'm Kevin Feige on the beat building my MCU (MCU) Because this is, like, my own universe, you know what I'm saying? Yeah I'm, probably the next I Don't really give a fuck about the industry like all the rest try So follow me I can promise you'll be left in the dust And I'mma leave your family crying more than watching This Is Us Heavily hated because some people really think I made it But I barely sell and never get noticed in public places I'm trying to pop like it's a bottle of champagne in faces Man I'm on the up and up and your career is Nicholas Cage's (woo!) It's hella spacious sitting at the top And I like watching all their faces when the music drops You're Michael Bay, I'm Chris Nolan with Interstellars plot You couldn't even afford a fuckin' seat up on my train of thought Yeah, deal with it, when I be up on a mic and I'm killing it feelin' a Burst of skill and you feeling it knowing I'll always be keeping it real and it's just Simply the etiquette when I be up on a beat and I'm getting it Better step back and respect it cos this is party time excellent Yeah it's my world, they said this shit knocks I'm the bomb you might find me up in Obama's mail box Uh, you keep your opinion to yourself, pimpin' Listen to lyrics get that mumble shit out of your system The only time I see some paint that's on my whip dripping Is when I'm dipping into an eighth of psilocybin trippin' Ay, loving the way every day they just keep Talking I'm looking at them I'm going in like MGK and Eminem Pick up the pen I'm a modern miracle of sorts Tell them to flame on and they Marvel, I am the Human Torch You talking dreams but you're scared to get off your stupid porch And I just made a living off pulling the cart before the horse And you support this shit, thank you I'm feeling fortunate They say that boy is sick like my head is in a bowl of porcelain I'm bored of writing songs so I'm buying a Ouija Board and Conjuring a spirit and starting a band with some zombie corpses If I get a hold of Chester, Mac Miller, Avicii And Aretha, Prodigy and Little Peep I'll only play clubs in Ibiza Y'all claim woke but y'all still sleeping You must be joking Joaquin Phoenix Shouts to Tec, your shit's great Rewind the plate this shit might just be a boomerang A rock star without the fame I'm a mosh pit Fucking your universe up, I'm Rian Johnson Back to the nonsense Bitch please don't kill my vibe I only love my bed my mom - and fuck it never mind Yeah, and now we hearing record label talks See they don't open doors, I am the one who knocks We used to spend entire days playing Tony Hawk And now the nerds from in your class are the one's getting jocked (woo) I'm taking Joyner, G-Eazy and Logic, Sage Slug, Vinnie Paz, Futuristic and Hopsin Mix some emo shit Some anger some angst and some Comments then you got me 72 bars dropping Yeah, go back and count em There'll still be someone in the comments Section talking shit, that's cool man I get it I love you