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Pop this Heat (Explicit) - JPEGMAFIA
Composed by:JPEGMAFIA/Billy Ray Schlag
Produced by:JPEGMAFIA/Billy Ray Schlag
You think you know me
I've been waiting for you
Patiently
All of my life
I've been waiting for you
How long was the wait for you
To tell me the truth?
Everybody knows that you're mine
For life for life
You're mine
Comfy
Everyday
We're gon' get through it
Man these niggas so sweet so sweet
Man these hoes so weak on my niece
He ain't gon' pop this heat pop this heat
He ain't gon' tweak he don't got hands or feet
Blood won't leak bitch I'm sittin' here comfortably
Now what's your beef?
Baby get rocked to sleep
One in the sock tucked in the crotch
Two in the Jeep three under the seat
762 get to turnin' all beef to birria meat
I got your bitch some new Prada no Hyundai Sonatas
She flyin' charter for the week
I got some niggas that clip your propellers
You thinkin' you gonna be flyin' around me
Never changed from the minute that I came in the game
Niggas tank they career and then shiftin' the blame
Goin' out like Ja they don't want no more pain
Niggas broke your jaw you ain't talkin' the same
But I stay on call like twenty-four hours a day
We don't got nothin' to prove I be fuckin' with you
While I'm fuckin' your boos every day
Bitch I be clutchin' the Ruger the Kimber Medusa
The look is outlastin' the pain
You get blinded all these stones in my face
Even though I'm behind her I'm winning the race
We melted your house turned it to a face
We savin' your bitch we don't need a cape
I'm up at the Ritz she takin' her place you throwin' a fit
I thought I said that I don't need a cape
Smokin' on something it feel like it's laced
Shorty want Denny's she don't got no taste
Shorty want me but she don't know her place
She wanna trap me but I'm in the states
I give her dick I do not give her dates
I can't be playin' position
My niggas be itchin' I'm running a cult
I can't be doin' these missions
Your bitch in the field and she gave it her all
Man these niggas so sweet so sweet
Man these hoes so weak on my niece
He ain't gon' pop this heat pop this heat
He ain't gon' tweak he don't got hands or feet
Blood won't leak bitch I'm sittin' here comfortably
Now what's your beef?
Baby get rocked to sleep