Where the Heat Go

Lyrics

[Verse 1: YSR Gramz & YN Jay] I'm just ridin' through the city just on two 'bows Forty bands on me, I used to share clothes Can't put my trust in no bitch, she gon' always fold You better cut that broke shit out, that shit gettin' old I stopped wearin' Hellstar, that shit gettin' old Niggas stopped ballin', go broke like Derrick Rose Denim Tears on, these is not jabos Paid twelve for these shoes, could've bought a 'bow I be shippin' green boxes, gettin' 'em to the O I hate when a bitch lie like she not a ho I keep a big-ass gun everywhere I go I think Chief Keef did our chains 'cause our shit glow We was fourteen years old, puttin' 'em on the floor They know we on the L every day and gotta drop our load A nigga really tryna start beef if you pop his ho I already made a fuckin' hundred K, but I want some more (Ah) Like that white boy Rick, he is not gon' blow (Yeah) [Verse 2: YN Jay] I had to go to Miami 'cause it's gettin' old I put some ice on my watch, now my wrist cold Ayy, my bitch thirty-seven, do that mean she old? My nigga finally grew up, he used to kick doors Damn, my bitch cold Why you pull up with a deuce? You know we sip fours I know that bitch sniff coke, she got a big nose She got a big head Bitch, this a California King, I got a big bed Ain't no more Wock' in the city, that's why I sip red We caught him lackin' with the ho, that's how the bitch dead I'm runnin' up real millions, I got rich legs (Ayy) You a shitty-ass boy, you need to wash your ass Big crib, it take an hour to cut my mama grass (Yeah, ayy) You a walkin' talk-over, that was not your bag Ayy, where your heat go? Fans been waitin' on me to drop like where the beat go? Bitch playin' musical chairs, where the seat go? It's cold as hell in your crib like where the heat go? I'm lookin' for my brother man, where Aylee go? I'm lookin' for Andrew brother, where AD go? They wonder why they can't stop me, I'm in beast mode I bought this bitch some Don Juli', she want Titos I put my mans on your ho, she want me, though I'm out here ridin' with my dog, there go chico I took Don on a trip like Starlito Bitch lied, said she a libra, she a leo Free bro, they tried to hit him with the RICO [Verse 3: YSR Gramz] Bro turned off the beam like Chico I'm lookin' for the money, tryna find it like Nemo Old cute broke bitch, you a cheap ho You a chatty-ass nigga like Neo (Free Drich, driveway in chemo)