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heated - azchike lyrics

[intro: azchike]
i’m like, “what’s up, b*tch?”
you know i’m that n*gga
(who is fortwoe? and that’s it)

[refrain: azchike & bravo the bagchaser]
i’m like, “what’s up, b*tch?” (what’s up, b*tch?) “i’m that n*gga” (i’m that n*gga)
put kids on your face (uh), i’ma let you babysit ’em (i’ma let you babysit ’em)
off the x (ayy), this ain’t malcolm in the middle (this ain’t malcolm in the middle)
catch him early morn’ while he eatin’ a mcgriddle (while he eatin’ a mcgriddle)
ayy, ayy, i might get him in the morning or the nighttime (or the nighttime)
f*ck it, broad day if it sound right (if it sound right)
i ain’t wanna be, but ended up in the limelight (huh)
like i serve blow how i pull up in that all white (ayy)

[verse 1: azchike & bravo the bagchaser]
yeah, on a n*gga ass like a dog bite (like a dog bite)
n*ggas h*lla p*ssy, ain’t no dogfights (ain’t no dogfights)
her titties lookin’ big ’cause her bra tight (’cause her bra tight)
give a n*gga seven like a dog life (like a dog life)
i might act on impulse, i got loose screws (loose screws)
if i don’t do it, then my brother gon’ shoot you (gon’ get you)
i been out here touchin’ chicken like you ‘posed to (huh?)
then why you speakin’ on me? i don’t know you (b*tch, i don’t know you)
shootin’ what n*ggas don’t like, it don’t matter (don’t matter)
you see his b*tch, you type to go at her (type to go at her)
if it’s smoke, i shoot her, he home better (he home better)
i don’t speak on the dead, i don’t know casper
[chorus: azchike & bravo the bagchaser]
ayy, i got my heat, so you know i’m heated (heated)
ayy, d*mn, the p*ssy good, so you know i skeeted (skeeted)
ayy, he actin’ like a p*ssy, left him leakin’ (left him wet)
yeah, she said she got some money, then we linkin’ (linkin’)
all up on your mind, tell me what you thinkin’ (thinkin’)
these n*ggas out they mind ’cause you really dreamin’ (dreamin’)
you lyin’ to your eyes, it ain’t what it seem (seem)
this b*tch a lil’ thirsty, let her drink her s*m*n (let her drink her s*m*n)

[verse 2: azchike & bravo the bagchaser]
ayy, i got knots, b*tches in these glocks, um (glizzys)
poppin’ sh*t, f*ck around and get popped, um (huh)
we don’t get him, we gon’ have to spin the block on him (spin the block on him)
and we gon’ pull up even if they have the drop on me (yes)
i’m like, “what’s up, b*tch?” (what’s up, b*tch?) “i’m that boy” (i’m that boy)
he a loud pack now, bring the noise (bring the noise)
back with the team, b*tch, feel like coi (feel like coi)
yeah, this sh*t hit different, feel like floyd

[refrain: azchike & bravo the bagchaser]
i’m like, “what’s up, b*tch? i’m that n*gga”
put kids on your face, i’ma let you babysit ’em
off the x, this ain’t malcolm in the middle
catch him early morn’ while he eatin’ a mcgriddle
ayy, ayy, i might get him in the morning or the nighttime
f*ck it, broad day if it sound right
i ain’t wanna be, but ended up in the limelight
like i serve blow how i pull up in that all white (in that all white)
[chorus: azchike & bravo the bagchaser]
i got my heat, so you know i’m heated
ayy, d*mn, the p*ssy good, so you know i skeeted
ayy, he actin’ like a p*ssy, left him leakin’ (left him wet)
yeah, she said she got some money, then we linkin’
all up on your mind, tell me what you thinkin’ (thinkin’)
these n*ggas out they mind ’cause you really dreamin’ (really dreamin’)
you lyin’ to your eyes, it ain’t what it seem (what it seem)
this b*tch a lil’ thirsty, let her drink her s*m*n

- azchike lyrics

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