Juice WRLD, G Herbo - Heat Seeker (Come On Wit It) lyrics

DJ Victoriouz with me in the building uh

Flex on the jet
Got the feds on my cell phone
Runnin' up bands then I blow 'em on Melrose
First class baby, hell yeah, I got legroom
Uh, what the head do? Suck me in my bedroom

Gucci leather jacket, thriller, I'm
That Michael Jackson, nigga
Choppa actin' like a singer
Lil' Toni Braxton in this
Come on with it, come on with it, yeah, yeah
Come on with it
Come on with it, come on with it, yeah, yeah
Come on with it

Ayy, young and paid
What'd you say? What'd you say?
Put that money on ya' head
Would you pay? Would you pay?
All these niggas salty, chip, Frito-Lay
All this money on mе, 40 on me, armory
Keep my heater
(Hеater) , she's a keeper (Keeper)
Bullets heatseekers, they gon' see ya'
(See ya')
Jeepers Creepers, my pockets are greener
(Greener) deeper, in the skeeser (Skeeser)
My music in the speakers (Speakers)

Flex on the jet
Got the feds on my cell phone
Runnin' up bands then I blow 'em on Melrose
First class baby, hell yeah, I got legroom
Uh, what the head do? Suck me in my bedroom

Gucci leather jacket, thriller, I'm
That Michael Jackson, nigga
Choppa actin' like a singer
Lil' Toni Braxton in this
Come on with it, come on with it, yeah, yeah
Come on with it
Come on with it, come on with it, yeah, yeah
Come on with it

I hit any city, trend like Twitter
That's 'cause I'm that fuckin' nigga
(Uh, huh) thinkin' fans want pics
They stop for Juice WRLD (Uh, huh)
I forgot lil' bro was bigger (Uh, huh)
50 bands ain't shit
What's that to you girl? (Uh, huh)
Spend that on my neck, on glitter (yeah)
Throw 15 then fuck the VIP up (yeah)
You know I ain't no regular nigga (yeah)
Dapper Dan, my sweater was 600 (Uh, uh)
Fuck is you hating nigga, get up and get some
(Uh, uh)
Smoke a blunt to the face then I plot and
I pray how to run some more M's up
(Uh, huh) pullin' out the Lambo
Sick of the Benz truck (yeah, what? Skrrt)
It's tinted out, get my dick sucked
(yeah, yeah)
Dior leather cost me six bucks (Uh, huh)
Channel drip like 2600 (Uh, huh)
You broke niggas really is funny (Uh)
Far, far away act like you gon' trap me
No I'll be ready to kill someone (Uh, huh)
You far, far away
How the fuck you gon' find me?
Act like you out in the field or somethin'
(Uh, huh)
I flexed up like I got a deal or somethin'
300k in, feel real love
Make him stare twice like it
Ain't real or somethin'

Flex on the jet
Got the feds on my cell phone
Runnin' up bands then I blow 'em on Melrose
First class baby, hell yeah, I got legroom
Uh, what the head do? Suck me in my bedroom

Gucci leather jacket, thriller, I'm
That Michael Jackson, nigga
Choppa actin' like a singer
Lil' Toni Braxton in this
Come on with it, come on with it, yeah, yeah
Come on with it
Come on with it, come on with it, yeah, yeah
Come on with it