Pre Heat

Intro (Drop that shit)   Chorus In Chicago at a fifi gun on preheat I feel like Im Drizzy screamingKiki Thottieyou dont loveme plus you ugly I find itfunny these niggas dont get no money Shooting at yo fifi gun on preheat Im back into ChiTown I ball out like Nee Streets Then mix it in my Fiji I make it look easy   Verse Hit my trap phone if you need me Uhhuh bitch uhhuh I got what you want huh Crack rocks sell it to your mom Neighborhood drama now I got more money than your neighborhood hustler I just popped a Tesla now Im in a Tesla Not the one to mess with know we keep them sticks tucked Aint shit sweet you got shit fucked up Heat up on my hip up it like the summer I dont got the commas save me thе drama I run up the bands and I fuck on yo momma Say you want smoke in the cut with thе llama VVS on my wrist change it up like the tundra Rifle in the trunk bitch I feel like a hunter Third eye open bitch I feel like a monster uh Im a killer Im a straight Jeffrey Dahmer Im a goon but I roll with them goblins Im a God so I fuck on a goddess Thats on my life yeah thats on my life Im a God so I fuck on a goddess Thats on my life I put my kids on your wife Chorus In Chicago at a fifi gun on preheat I feel like Im Drizzy screaming Kiki Thottie you dont love me plus you ugly I find it funny these niggas dont get no money Shooting at yo fifi gun on preheat Im back into ChiTown I ball out like Nee Streets Then mix it in my Fiji I make it look easy