Latino Heat - A$Ton Matthews, Bodega Bamz

That tan flag, that’s on me

You see your bitch, that’s on me

We don’t window shop, we hug the block

I can’t leave the streets all lonely

Machete swing like Danny

My esse’s that’s brown power

9−11 turbo that’s horse power

That escobar, that’s white power

I keep powder like Montana

Tony Tone, my drug grammer

I make it snow on St. Nick

What the fuck you thought, I am Santa

If her pussy dry like cana, the hoe gotta go right now

I keep that .40 in my hamper, too dirty for the road right now

You keep on thinking I won’t clap ya, cousin Joe reload right now

For them bucks we’ll Warren Sapp ya, two 9's on spine back now

Nigga roll up, stop smoking on a roach, cause you remind of Pacquiao

They yelling Papi now, my movement get around

Tan

Leaning all day, trapping all night

You look like a lick if I ain’t liking that price

Youngin’s won’t fold, hit you for a strike

Everything’s a go, bitch we chopping on sight

Chopping on site (x6)

Hit 'em with with the drum we ain’t coming back twice

Lay his pussy ass down, boy we chopping on sight

Triple H with that weaponry, fuck boy

Leave your head where your legs would be

Summer Slam with that pedigree

Flawless, fuck her mouth and she jawless

Got that work off in that Taurus

Driving 'round with hard bargin’s on

Ric Flair, aka Brick Flair

You looking like you a Lil Scrappy

Them 'K 'K 'K clips near

Shit’s real, slip and get your wig peeled

Chopper make 'em bounce right to left hit that shoulder lean

Tip Drill, Cutthroat, all my niggas straight cut throat

We chop blocks you get cut loc, showtime you hit front row

Your front line can get drumline when that drum go

Them tips singing like Mariah Cannon

Pop that pussy then I pop a xanny

Uh, got it out the door

Got hoes that are shipping off the O’s

Molly Maid got her slipping off her clothes

She pop lock it and then drop it off her nose

You mad cause I’m styling on ya

Your bitch calling me your honor, swing that gavel on her

Pussy

Leaning all day, trapping all night

You look like a lick if I ain’t liking that price

Youngin’s won’t fold, hit you for a strike

Everything’s a go, bitch we chopping on sight

Chopping on site (x6)

Hit 'em with with the drum we ain’t coming back twice

Lay his pussy ass down, boy we chopping on sight