Chris Patrick - HEAT OF THE ACTION

Chris Patrick:
In the heat of the action
We strapped up like when seat belts get fastened
Can’t trust no nigga
who leeching and cappin
Can’t fuck no bitch
Who gon tweet when I smack it
Scandalous shit. Like lil Pete on Kardashian
Off sativa for peace and relaxing
Link a lil eater who eat like a savage
CPR, breathe on my pee hole wit passion
CXR really supreme like the Jacksons
Mizz act like Joe if we peep that we lacking
Handshake the code for
the speech without chatting
Can’t play too close round the people distracted
Cant take no shows or no feats till the racks it
Rampage through hoes when I need some attachment
Champagne to toast to
achievements we basked in
Champagne get poured for my demons in caskets

I live for the people who should be live
Feel like I’m Ceelo on Goodie Mob
Sneaky link pull up late night
with the hoodie on
She fantasize bout the shit that we could be on
Can’t wife no bitch till I know that the pussy on
Trusting somebody is not what Im booking on
Plan B supplied soon as niggas done cooking raw
sequels can’t hit till accounts in the mill-yuns

Niggas is Locked and loaded
I’m choosing guap and I’m chasing promotion
I’m in the spot moving wave like I’m Moses
From Jersey to Asia push weight cross the ocean
Running the block like the game from Derozan
Upping the stock, we amazing with motion
Can’t fall in love, ain’t no way I’m proposing
That Ace up my sleeve,
said she’ll wait cause I’m chosen

In the heat of action
Nun this shit free, if you need me im taxing
Slide me my fee plus a piece of the backend
homie throw C’s
and will tweak if you cashless
Find me a sweet heart, who speak with an accent

Ride the V, on the creep like assassin
Won’t sling the D if the freak not attractive
We be no we, if you feel like harassment
show me a reason to keep up ghebpassion

If you not for me imma Do the dash then
Run thru the pain, without me needing aspirins
I need more hype around me than Lil Williams
I need more ice around me than Alaskans
Im
Good everywhere in Jersey cause im tapped in
Couldnt compare no nigga to me actually
Pumping this shit out like i was factory

Back in the booth,
only place you gon find me in
boy independent like young Yugoslavian
Fuck who yo fave is im prolly gon body em
Punnitt Square said that my genes looking Dominant
I’m in the air over folk like im Dominque
I do not care bout a thing but us I profiting
Ya mans an embarrassment
That’s what’s they commenting
Couldn’t be me, im astonishing

Niggas is Locked and loaded
I’m choosing guap and I’m chasing promotion
I’m in the spot moving wave like I’m Moses
From Jersey to Asia push weight cross the ocean
Running the block like the game from Derozan
Upping the stock, we amazing with motion
Can’t fall in love, ain’t no way I’m proposing
That Ace up my sleeve,
said she’ll wait cause I’m chosen

Written by:
Mike Vince, Christin Patrick

Publisher:
Lyrics © Too Lost LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave

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