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Allstar Jr - Heat Talk Lyrics

[Intro: RMC Mike]
Bitch

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
These boys effective 'bout that money shit
I feel selected, I'll do it, who he runnin' with?
I look connected, push a button, bet the bumper flip
I'm totin' all this dog shit with a monkey stick
I rock Amiri with the Prada, three thou', top dollar
I be trippin', cut a thousand grams twice when I get it
To understand what's poppin' off, I had to live it
I'm who niggas copied off, they won't admit it, I'm the villain, nigga

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Six O's of red and some Percs, I be itchin' different
Six-point-two liter supercharged, bitch, our engines different
Stuck my leg out and hit the dope, I be trippin' different
Plugged in, every day, it snow, I be missin' Christmas
I'm who your nigga talkin' 'bout, but he don't wanna say it
He know my music hard as fuck, but he don't wanna play it
Twenty thou' in tens on me hangin', pockets lookin' crazy
I got the plug money on me, i don't wanna pay him

[Verse 3: Louie Ray]
Bro, I think your mans cut the drank, my stomach twisted, nigga
Call me back, I'm finna get 'em, what's the ticket, nigga?
I heard I'm hot, so every sale, I probably sent my nigga
Plus I got half on a lawyer if they get my nigga
[Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG]
I bought my Glock to flip a nigga, you take pictures with it
My mama gave me sixty dollars, bought a grizzly with it
Laced my pop with four O's of red, I put a mickey in it
If them twelve shots miss a nigga, slap a fifty in it

[Verse 5: RMC Mike]
Nigga I don't really want your bitch, she got like ten babies
My nigga Poody bust down a brick and went tenth crazy
Dog feelin' on top of the world, he sold six eighthies
Bomb pussy, I just stuffed this bitch with an M-80
I just smoked a zip of Runtz, I know my lungs hate me
I hit a brick like when Lil Mike punched Stacy
Layaway jewelry, I bet I cash my shit in one payment
Sell a thousand grams, then go start my own fundraiser

[Verse 6: AllStar JR]
I got chicken, bro got chicken with whoever, we tripipn'
Got some head, denied her fuck, I be finessin' them bitches
Pray a chatty nigga play it crazy like we some bitches
Got a fin with a ladder, it's gon' puncture his liver
Bitch, I'm on Bark with it
And you need some VS1s, be in the dark with me
You ain't punchin' no phones, heard you be cart gettin'
A bitch ain't really live life 'til she let R hit it, nigga
[Verse 7: RMC Mike]
R said, "Let's get a bag," I had to triple mine
Me and bro got on the same Rollie, but be on different times
AR with the monkey nuts on it, I drop sixty-nine
Eight lines in a lemonade, this bitch Simply fine

[Verse 8: AllStar JR]
Seen some city opps out in Flint walkin' out 69
Loose 40, gone off the hundred, I shot him sixty times
Dad said he done sellin' dope when he turn sixty-five
Niggas get sixteen bars and give you sixty lies