letra de temperature - nacho picasso
hook (nacho pic-sso):
i’m just checking they temperature, they know my temperature
they know i’m immature, standing on furniture
they know i’m paranoid, hand me my burner sir
i’m not a murderer but they make me nervous there
i’m just checking they temperature, make sure they cool and sh-t
on my ashanti, not with no foolish sh-t
don’t try to fool me kid, empty the fullest clip
you think you fully lit and i think you full of sh-t
verse 1 (nacho):
i’m just checking the temperature, nacho the thermostat
n-gg- you scared stupid, just like that ernest cat
i got a white b-tch and she never heard of black
told her it’s pimpin’ babe but she never heard of that
hop out a pearly lac’, you would think i brought furley back
caught me an early pack while she took a xani nap
she know where the xanis at, mc and f-nny pack
she dress in all black she look like old janet jack
her heart go pitty pat, my heart go cardiac
i like this b-tch a lot like where the cartie at
i do it real big just like that arby’s hat
i know i’m trying to quit but hand me that party pack
i’m just checking the temperature, nacho the weatherman
i’m a keep selling grams til i get a better plan
i’m a just play my cards, he got a better hand
somebody gave a d-mn but he not a better man
hook (nacho):
i’m just checking they temperature, they know my temperature
they know i’m immature, standing on furniture
they know i’m paranoid, hand me my burner sir
i’m not a murderer but they make me nervous there
i’m just checking they temperature, make sure they cool and sh-t
on my ashanti, not with no foolish sh-t
don’t try to fool me kid, empty the fullest clip
you think you fully lit and i think you full of sh-t
verse 2 (manman savage):
burst her britches, old schools on switches, snitches get st-tches, man that’s how we grew
n-gg-s talk about shooting but that’s all we do, brrrrr
i keep the 30 on me case i feel a n-gg- temperature
bad b-tch want me but i know that b-tch is immature
keep my shine on me yeah i got my nine on me
if vicky spying on me she can’t get her eyes off me
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i got twin sisters like the olsens
a n-gg- tried me then he a dead man
put that beam on you infared man
i love to smoke a lot i love to smoke a lot
i love to smoke a lot i love to smoke a lot
you wants to smoke or not you wants to smoke or not
i pop right off your top and stake out at your spot
hook (nacho):
i’m just checking they temperature, they know my temperature
they know i’m immature, standing on furniture
they know i’m paranoid, hand me my burner sir
i’m not a murderer but they make me nervous there
i’m just checking they temperature, make sure they cool and sh-t
on my ashanti, not with no foolish sh-t
don’t try to fool me kid, empty the fullest clip
you think you fully lit and i think you full of sh-t
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