Oddysseous - heat like me Lyrics

Roll it up roll it up po up
Aint nobody can tell me none
Let that kush take control don't f*ck around you'll get stuck
This summer gon be real cold but my shooters keep it tucked

Yeah I breathe different we been divine
But these bitches wanna take my love
Yeah we smoke different we on cloud 9
But we ain't passin you none

I've been working and getting no sleep
I'm bout my paper what the f*ck is you mean
I keep a hammer tuck above my knees
Cookin up in the kitchen bring dat heat
And bringing dat heat

If you ain't talking about making money then don't say none
This one for all my hustlers in the trap who paid up
This one for all my honeys who don't need no make up
This one for all my brothers who done came out the mud

Oh who you know that bring the heat like me
('Cus I ain't seen none)
Oh who you know that bring the heat like me
('Cus I ain't seen none)

(Oh heat like me)
(Oh heat like me)

I'm off 6 brews now I needa bad bitch up on me in a mini skirt
I've been in the cut with no days off stuck in the matrix we be puttin work
Need no distractions this lil tooly nail the coffin put chu up inna herse
Model type keep it on the low keep keep the black steel off safety inna purse
Lil bitch

I'm just trynna be one of the greats
We don't deal w f*ck shit let the fist slide if you wanna chose wrong side of fate
Imma bulldozer with big dawgs and you concrete finna get paved
I'm trynna put my mama inna castle with a Crown bitch I'm trynna get paid
Know what I'm sayin

Always in a baggy street fit but ain't cheap fabric
Got the parachutes on my legs cargo pants holdin sum turn yo ass static
40 in left hand glass half empty but rly I feel fantastic
N my bitch a fun size finna strap a magnum I Ain't talkin bout gun clapping

Have that face down n that ass up
Hit it so hard she walk backwards
Inna the bimmer w real class f*ck yo scatpack or yo Tesla
Either way we gon turn em whips to Swiss Cheese when we putchu under pressure
Either way we gon turn em whips to Swiss Cheese when we putchu under pressure
Lil bitch

We stay in all black cuz we shady
Rockin baggy fits it ain't fugazy
Bullets won't ever penetrate me
So go head line me where that drake Be

Put them guns down lil boy you ain't bout shit
When the bass drop we gon moshpit
Fake IDs in the box bitch
Emptied out 9mils from the cockpit

I'm the real king you the real hoax
Got real purp you got Po
We chop trees n light up sum mo
U ain't got steeze u f*ckin punk

We don't pop pills bitch we pop smoke
We don't pop seals bitch we got dope
Imma green fiend She a cut throat
We the dream team y'all by the ropes

We don't pop pills bitch we pop smoke
We don't pop seals bitch we got dope
Imma green fiend She a cut throat

Oh who you know that bring the heat like me
('cus I ain't seen none)
Oh who you know that bring the heat like me
('cus I ain't seen none)