Heat of the Night

Peter Peter the junkie feeder, stick dick to divas

Work dope no fentanyl just cut with Bonita

You know Peter pay Paul I'm an over achiever

Got down on a key and we made 'em believers

My whole team eating work be top notch

Everything on the ground yelling hopscotch

We have nots pushing them black tops

Go tell a friend at my spot, selling that butterscotch

Line for line thots tricking out of they prime

And these smokers yeah they aggy they always got nine

Whole hood sell dubs we sell it for dimes

While these guys blowing dour I'm burning key lime nigga

All around the world the kilo is the measure

They gon' keep it coming if you whip it better

Triple beam dreams residue is on the dresser

Boys at the trap door they gon' pull the lever

Yeah Yeah Bill Gillespie in the heat

Of the night now you tied to that hot seat

Yeah Yeah the opposite of peace huh (Huh)

Sending mom duke a wreath bruh

You moving too funny but bruh I got ya number

Another supper getting the chicken it's smothered

Brother gunners Trilly and Ak you wanna

Clear the way that nigga Wells is posted so run up

If you froggish leap mothafucka

Prayers if you try to cross the street mothafucka

The streets love us cover every single summer

Ludicrous the way we be coming I'm Lova Lova

Beats knock, beats hot, Trilly cold

They weird, Shakespeare, nigga told

Everything nigga spilling the whole story

We are no relation niggas don't need Maury, no way

The wackest version of my sons

Steve Nash on the gas I'm getting it done

It's so sad no pride they copy personas

Sorry they lied just to not go back to Arizona

All around the world the kilo is the measure

They gon' keep it coming if you whip it better

Triple beam dreams residue is on the dresser

Boys at the trap door they gon' pull the lever

Yeah Yeah Bill Gillespie in the heat

Of the night now you tied to that hot seat