Текст песни
Tell her run it back I need a heat Check. Life flexing on my wrist and my pendants. Ooh. Tell the plug I need a re-up. Ooh. Kick back get my feet up. Ooh. Need a bitch with some confidence. You wanna get some money I got all of It. First class baby pack your bags. Hit the mall you can pop some tags with Me. Like girl what's your fantasies? Yeah. We gon' pull up in that Lambo we Gon' skrr skrr. You gon' make a nigga go To work work. Five out. What you wanna do tonight? Baby we single as fuck tonight. I might risk it all tonight with you. We chilling at the crib tonight. We fucking up the bed tonight, yeah. Ooh she a freak. Whenever she with me, yeah, yeah, Tell her run it back I need a heat Check. Life flexing on my wrist and my pendants. Ooh. Tell the plug I need a re-up. Ooh. Kick back get my feet up. Ooh. Need a bitch with some confidence. You wanna get some money I got all of It. First class baby pack your bags. Hit the mall you can pop some tags with Me. I just hit the plug and told that Nigga I need all my shit. My wrist got a glare that's matching with these Yellow off-white kicks. One time got a lay up. Two times for the bag gotta stay up. And if she loving it with all this money Coming in then I'ma be in front of it 'cause I ain't with the funny shit. I share it with my other bitch that I Get lovey-dovey with. Hoes can't get close to me they talking more Than showing me. I only need a heat check. Heat check, heat check. They saying they can toss With me but they ain't on their feet yet. Tell her run it back I need a heat Check. Life flexing on my wrist and my pendants. Ooh. Tell the plug I need a re-up. Ooh. Kick back get my feet up. Ooh. Need a bitch with some confidence. You wanna get some money I got all of It. First class baby pack your bags. Hit the mall you can pop some tags with Me. Dripped in Dior she want Balenci. Roadrunner from the three I made a mini. Yeah. First class sitting high in bikinis. My jacket's on her while she eating bibi. Baby give me more, baby give me more. Christian Dior dress on the floor. Why we filling up seats with no tour? I just turned your girl to not yours. Oops, baby. This heat check got you wavy. Wanna fuck me in the lobby. Addies and a body. Get a naughty off of Molly. Baby please don't tell nobody. Yeah. Tell run it back I need a heat Check. Life flexing on my wrist and my pendants. Ooh. Tell the plug I need a re-up. Ooh. Kick back get my feet up. Ooh. Need a bitch with some confidence. You wanna get some money I got all of It. First class baby pack your bags. Hit mall you can pop some tags with me.
LYRIQ, Lavon, Fame, Lvrboy — Heat Check
«Heat Check» — LYRIQ, Lavon, Fame, Lvrboy. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:19. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
