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heater close - daboii lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, it’s riq on them keys and them kicks)

[chorus]
when i leave the spot, keep my heater close
so your best suggestion
leave the house without your strap because you n*ggas hardly steppin’
known to keep that big b*tch on me, stupid n*gga, we ain’t wrestlin’
leave the house without my b*tch, but i won’t leave without my weapon
when i leave the spot, keep my heater close, yeah
they can’t break me
‘fore you ever see me pull over for them boys, b*tch, they gon’ chase me
i’ma go out with a bang before i ever let ’em take me
they should’ve never put this chopper in my hands, i’m goin’ crazy, on the gang
[verse 1]
when i leave the spot, keep my heater close
can’t leave without it
keep the b*tch up on my stand, no, i don’t never sleep without it
i know n*ggas talkin’ ’bout it, but don’t never be about it
if that boy on paperwork, then i ain’t ‘llowing me around him
yeah, tints on the buffs, i can’t even see up out ’em
yeah, bush*ass n*gga, heard you like to beat around it
i be chillin’ with my dogs and they don’t want no fleas around ’em
if you ain’t thinkin’ with your head, then we gon’ make you bleed up out
when i leave the spot, keep my heater close, yeah
that’s how i’m comin’
grab that chop and get to drummin’
n*ggas knowin’ we done done it
it’s a thirty on the glock, but the chopper hold a hundred
bullets soundin’ like they fireworks, we’ll get your party jumpin’
we’ll get your party jumpin’, we’ll get that b*tch crackin’
he was alive yesterday, today he dead, this sh*t tragic
we don’t cry over the dead, grab that chop and get active
and pray that we make it home, you never know, ’cause sh*t happens, on the gang

[chorus]
when i leave the spot, keep my heater close
so your best suggestion
leave the house without your strap because you n*ggas hardly steppin’
known to keep that big b*tch on me, stupid n*gga, we ain’t wrestlin’
leave the house without my b*tch, but i won’t leave without my weapon
when i leave the spot, keep my heater close, yeah
they can’t break me
‘fore you ever see me pull over for them boys, b*tch, they gon’ chase me
i’ma go out with a bang before i ever let ’em take me
they should’ve never put this chopper in my hands, i’m goin’ crazy, on the gang
[verse 2]
they should’ve never put this chopper in my hands, i’m goin’ crazy
i’m like the hero where i’m from, but ain’t no b*tch i go and save
b*tch, why the f*ck you think i’m strapped? what you think, i’m throwin’ fades?
he’s really on the road to riches, follow me, i know the way
i never flex up on the trenches, hit the hood and motivate
my bro retired from them glocks, i had to buy my bro a k
why everybody say it’s love? b*tch, i already know it’s fake
b*tch, i don’t wanna hit that p*ssy, i already know it stank
i’m at his baby mama house, i told his kids go and play
have my computer geek find out where you live in a day
hi*tech, wockhardt, ain’t no trish in the drank
and i was livin’ in the jungle ‘fore i lived where it’s safe
n*gga, i can’t even tell you what i did for the gang
you gotta keep your sh*t clean, you ain’t got sh*t but your name
strip a n*gga out his watch, bro got dibs on his chain
and when the police got behind, what i did? did the race, on the gang

- daboii lyrics

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