Pop this Heat (Explicit)-JPEGMAFIA

Pop this Heat (Explicit)

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时间:2026-05-21

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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

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