Brockhampton - HEAT (Draft) lyrics

[Hook: Ameer Vann] Who done called the cops on my n***as? Who done called the cops on my n***as? That’s the first one to go The first shot I blow, who done called the cops on my n***as? Who done called the cops on my n***as? [Verse 1: Merlyn Wood] Shotta, shotta Who be that, the number one shotta? Put a missile on you when I’m on your blocka It no be thing, no be issue when I’m off it, off it, I’m off it I got the magazine for the pistol For any politician talkin’ sh**, givin’ issue Another black man in the street, it’s official We riding out the spirit, we go another pistol Huh, f**, another cop car Cop coming on my block for the answers b**h, I only got a few questions f** it, pon’ mi mommy and mi bredren [Verse 2: Dom McLennon] I hate the way I think, I hate the way it looms I hate the way the things I say incinerate a room I know I’m tryna change, but it’ll never work Just end up more broken down than when I started And that concrete always hurts too Started thinking I ain’t meant for life but that’s too deep Falling up into the ceiling while I’m drowning In sh**’s creek of my emotions trying harder to be open Talking ’bout release dates, I’m trying to make it to tomorrow Internal honesty could be the hardest pill to swallow So I need two shots of everything that’s on the f**in’ menu I’m dancing by myself, setting fire to the venue, motherf**er [Hook: Ameer Vann] Who done called the cops on my n***as? Who done called the cops on my n***as? That’s the first one to go The first shot I blow, who done called the cops on my n***as? Who done called the cops on my n***as? [Bridge: Joba] f** you! I’ll break your neck so you can watch your back f** you! I’ll break your neck so you can watch your back I’ll break your neck so you can watch your back f** you! I’ll break your neck so you can watch your back f** you [Verse 3: Matt Champion] My old friend f**ed my girlfriend, I should’ve shot him Pray to God about him, man, I hit the lotto Yeah, my b**h got badder, sh**, my a** got badder And I forgave them b**hes, so now it’s off to millions I been f**ing sinning, hit the forehead Chest, left, right, I’m grinning, a**es on the ceiling And I got mirror feelings, for all you lil’ demons Yeah, you see the chain, ‘fore all y’all changed on me Rearranged on me, s** a dick about it I hope you get offended, and this ain’t clean sh** This is pissing off the yacht with my b**h on me Wearin’ mink on me, sippin’ Cris’ on ya Bet ya life on it, I came to fight for it (Came in, raided all y’all pockets And your b**h came in and rubbed up on me I’m burning rubber, I pulled up on you)