[Intro]
Aye CR

[Verse]
Just like Miami, I got the Heat
Fucking ya bitch, in the backseat
Finna go ghost
Tired of the streets
N***a talk tough, he tryna get beat
My heart get cold, just like December
Forget her name, shit, can't remember
Can't fuck no bitch that's right off Tindr
Like my hoes thick, don't like 'em slender
Kicking my feet up while hitting a 'Wood
If we not cool, don't say, "What's good"
N***a talk shit, I wish he would
Tryna be like me, he wish he could
Bitch, stop calling, not tryna talk
We slumped his body, outlined him with chalk
Just smoked some cookie, can't even walk
Left her alone 'cause she tryna stalk
Caught his ass lacking, we gunning him down
N***a talk shit 'cause I'm not around
He think he that n***a, but he just a clown
This choppa make his ass go upside down
Send my shooters, they always on go
Don't fuck with them, they ready to blow
Fuck yo bitch, she give me dome
I got my clout all over this coat, bitch
[Outro]
Aye, gang