Released on November 12, 2021

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[Intro: Li Heat]

Gang, gang, let's go (Kel on the track)

Hey

AR-1 in this bitch with me right now and I'm clickin' up two glizzies

Gang

Ayy, skrrt, skrrt, gang, let's go

[Chorus: Lil Heat & Big Bratt]

I take shots, no liquor

Thinkin' it's fourth, she don't wanna fuck, I kick her

Loving that ho, she got bodies like Hitler

I'm in the field with stripes, no Tigger

I'm in field with stripes, no official

How I take shit, think I need tissue

Fuck shooting my shot, I'm sending a missile

I'm off these Perkys, you know I'ma kill her

Break him and fuck like I miss him

He eat the pussy in back of the Sprinter

Left his lil' bitch and come fuck with a winner

1K on some jeans, I Amiri my denim

Can't fuck on that nigga 'cause hе is an opp

We in the club, know I'm holding his Glock

Pull up Trackhawk, that's a whole hundrеd shots

Summertime, super fine, hop straight in the drop


[Verse 1: Li Heat]

Ayy, gang, she let me play with that cat in the Scat'

I'm number one, know I keep me a MAC

Ayy, the glizzy was empty, I tossed it to Bratt

Fill that bitch up and just give it right back

Ayy, scope on the stick, I'ma shoot from the three

She tryna fuck on me

She tryna fuck on Li Heat

She tryna fuck 'cause I bang double G


[Verse 2: Big Bratt]

I let him play the cat in the Scat'

Grab on them tracks when he hit from the back

Set up his opps, he gon' take off they head

Got the Glock in my bag while we shopping at Saks

Better watch who you send, 'cause he won't make it back

Send me to Cali, gon' bring back the packs

Reach out to Deno, he spending them racks

Know I'm sliding with Heat like he Cody, I'm Zack


[Verse 3: Li Heat]

I'm getting top while I cut up in traffic

I shoot the Glock like I play for the Mavericks

Hit from the back, she be calling me daddy

Dig in her stomach, break her down, no fraction

Ayy, Glock matte black, how the fuck is I'm tacky?

I keep my pole, I'm never lacking

Two nines on me, I'm Warren Sapp-in'

Boss on the bag, if I hit, it get tragic

[Chorus: Lil Heat & Big Bratt]

I take shots, no liquor

Thinkin' it's fourth, she don't wanna fuck, I kick her

Loving that ho, she got bodies like Hitler

I'm in the field with stripes, no Tigger

I'm in field with stripes, no official

How I take shit, think I need tissue

Fuck shooting my shot, I'm sending a missile

I'm off these Perkys, you know I'ma kill her

Break him and fuck like I miss him

He eat the pussy in back of the Sprinter

Left his lil' bitch and come fuck with a winner

1K on some jeans, I Amiri my denim

Can't fuck on that nigga 'cause he is an opp

We in the club, know I'm holding his Glock

Pull up Trackhawk, that's a whole hundred shots

Summertime, super fine, hop straight in the drop