Heating Up

(专辑： Hall Of Fame 2.0 - 2021)

[YungLiV:]
Mmm, we pull up and we send hot shit
(According to a spokesman)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
Uh, uh

I been stacking, running up them rackies in the trenches
With my niggas, fuck the opps, we dump the district
I ain't signing on no deal unless they talking 'bout some figures
Put that bag on top your head and have your partner come and kill you
I know sometimes I be turnt up, they claim they left my homie burnt up
Ain't no way we can chill, this [?] will kill and get your head clucked
This blicky with me, if it get too fishy, we gon' send it up
We get busy, I ain't hard to find, you ain't look hard enough
Down bad, I was just down bad on my ass
I started with a couple racks, I lost them all and got 'em back
They gripped my homie 'cause the other side was working with the feds
When I got caught up for them things, ain't say a thing, go 'round and ask
I be tripping off them things, I pop the X, get in my bag
I don't like toting normal blicks, all of these Glocks got something attached
That bitch go, "Brrt," and that's another nigga packed, who wan' match?
Them niggas sweet for that lil one shit that we did, they ain't get back
We got the drop on all of y'all, I'm just deciding who to whack
Lil' bro'll pull up and let off a couple shots from out this TEC
So we don't sit at restaurants, these niggas mad I'm in my act
We pull up on him, he take off but he ain't faster than this MAC
Pour a double cup with Kooly, bitch, I'm litty, opps ain't fucking with me
Hundred clip the Drac', the police said we fucking up the city
Since my lil' homie died, go ask the opps, every day, it been a killing
Forever we still sliding, I'm with G-Boy, Mr. Go And Get Him

[Polo G:]
Them lil' shorties dangerous, they've been blocked just for the hell of it
We gon' keep on lamping, bitch, that's how you let that pressure hit
All my homie like is shooting dice and shooting at the bricks
Ever since my lil' bro brothers died, he always kept a stick
I remember hustling and robbing, tryna catch a lick
I was out there knee-deep in that field like Colin Kaepernick
My lil' snipers, they don't give a fuck, man, they'll whack a bitch
I just sent the addy to her DM, now my mansion lit
Splatter shit, foenem pop out cuts and let that hammer spit
Stingy with my ex, you can't touch this, no MC Hammer shit
Always by my lonesome or I'm linking up with my savages
Think twice 'fore you run up, all my gunners get to clapping shit
Sundown 'til the sunup, pick a gun up, who you riding with?
You would think the block a barbershop the way we lining shit
Can't wait for the summer, Glocks with drums, we got all kind of shit
My lil' nigga, he don't got it all, he get to spazzing quick