Buddy & Kent Jamz – Heatwave Lyrics
Heatwave By Buddy & Kent Jamz You n----- ain’t startin’ no waves Been rockin’ that Bape way back in 2008 N----- actin’ like groupies, tryna get backstage Muh’fuckas just takin’ up space Changed my Vans and the skates Hit World on Wheels, Tuesday’s, I’m goin’ on dates I don’t gotta shop at the mall or camp out with y’all They send the s--- straight to my place Futuristic teen, I got these futuristic dreams Yeah, this that chain stitch, Human Made s--- Got no patience for that fake s--- Goin’ ape s--- in a cactus plant Flea market with Jorja Smith In the camo prints, smokin’ cannabis Finna take her back to the Mondrian tonight Yeah, can’t stop, won’t stop ‘Til I’m smokin’ weed with RiRi at the StudiFox My cargos Liam Hodges, bih’ See my gold, gold from ’04, you can’t cop it Cats try to copy Like I ain’t been in Jumpmans since Walkmans and floppys And I’m in India lovin’ my hotel suite With nothin’ on but a Bape thong and my three-peat hoodie Everything say B