Download: Southside & Future - Hold That Heat ft. Travis Scott Mp3/Mp4 Lyrics

Download: Southside & Future - Hold That Heat ft. Travis Scott Mp3/Mp4 Lyrics

Southside & Future – Hold That Heat ft. Travis Scott Mp3/Mp4 Download & Lyrics. Joshua Howard Luellen, professionally known as Southside, is an American record producer, songwriter and rapper.

He gained recognition in the hip hop industry for producing songs for prominent artists across the American hip hop sphere. 

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Southside & Future – Hold That Heat ft. Travis Scott Lyrics/Chords;

Southside on the track, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (Yeah)
Whatever I say (Whatever I say)
Uh-huh (Cactus Jack)
Uh-huh (Travis, Travis, uh-huh, Travis, Travis)
Whatever I say (Travis, Travis)

(Yeah)
Hold that, hold that heater (Yeah, yeah, Pluto)
Hold that, hold that heater (Yeah, yeah)
Hold that, hold that heater (Cactus Jack)
Hold that, hold that heater (Yeah, yeah)
Hold that, hold that heater (Yeah, yeah)
Hold that, hold that heater (Yeah, yeah)
Hold that, hold that heater (Yeah, yeah)
Sittin’ across, they get it (Uh-huh)
The snipers that with me ain’t trippin’ (Uh-huh, Pluto)
Hold that, hold that heater (Uh-huh)
Hold that, hold that heater (Whatever I say)
Hold that, hold that heater (Uh-huh)
Hold that, hold that heater (Uh-huh)
Hold that, hold that heater (Uh-huh)
Hold that, hold that heater (Whatever I say)

And they know I’m lethal (Uh-huh)
I done been a lot illegal (Uh-huh)
Crib packed down in Rio (Uh-huh)
Ten chains, I’ma free up (Whatever I say)
Niggas want beef, I’m that G, yeah (Yeah, uh-huh)
My diet on Keto (Straight up, uh-huh)
Five guys with me on G up (Uh-huh)
She want six like Ceelo (Whatever I say)
I’m wanted (Yeah)
One of the top of the barrel (Let’s go, uh-huh)
Number one, get all the zeros (Uh-huh)
Sippin’ on water not Styro’ (Drank)
Niggas keep tryin’, they keep playin’ around (Uh-huh)
Before he end up on a mural (Uh-huh)
Block gettin’ spinned like a euro (Uh-huh)
I’m Batman, I ain’t even no hero, yeah (Let’s go)
Out of the South then we packed to the East
Jumped in somewhere I could buy me a seat (Yeah)
They moved out West because bro had a V
Looked in his eyes and said, “Need one of these”
Three hunnid days and it still ain’t no sleep
Inside and outside, it was ninety degrees
Now it’s big tables with lot of us seat
Mafia shit, G, you gotta compete (Gotta compete)
Slipin’ and slidin’ this lot out the side (Uh-huh)
I got a vibe, gotta keep it a secret (Uh-huh)
That’s not a body, she got a physique (Whatever I say it)
Took her to Brooklyn to meet with thirteen
She got some friends I’ve been wantin’ to meet (Uh-huh)
She got a squad, yeah, she keep her some demons (Keep her some demons, uh-huh)
All of the heat, they love them some freaks
We got the heat (Whatever I say it)

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Hold that, hold that heater
Hold that, hold that heater
Hold that, hold that heater (Hold)
Hold that, hold that heater (Hold)
We poppin’, I know that they get it (Lit)
The snipers that’s with me ain’t trippin’ (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Hold that, hold that heater (Uh-huh)
Hold that, hold that heater (Whatever I say)

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Second verse, I’m locked in (Uh-huh)
Whole squad on me, testin’ (Whole squad on me, testin’)
Ten plus in mathematics (Uh-huh)
Lotta racks on this plastic (Whatever I say)
Six months down out in Cabo
The lil’ tryna teach me Spanish (Alright)
[?] like Xanax (Uh-huh)
Cup spilled up then vanished (Whatever I say)

Yeah, I came out the streets with a demon, yeah (Uh-huh)
Stay high and creep low on the demon, yeah (Uh-huh)
I’m clutchin’ the pole, I’m a slinger, yeah (Uh-huh)
I got a main bitch but I mingle, yeah (Whatever I say)
I’m drowning these pills with some lean, yeah (Uh-huh)
The hook on the chopper go ring, yeah (Uh-huh)
I’m poppin’ these bitches like a bean, yeah (Uh-huh)
She sit in the coupe and she ink, yeah (Whatever I say)
I said I want smoke then achieve, yeah (Uh-huh)
I get at them chicken for cheap, yeah (Uh-huh)
I’m spendin’, designer my jeans, yeah (Uh-huh)
My shirt all the way down to my feet, yeah (Whatever I say)
[?] with you, die by the law, won’t shit you manage, yeah (Uh-huh)
I’m turnin’ one M to a hundred of them (Uh-huh)
And I’m ’bout to get me a V (Whatever I say)
Exotics on exotics on exotics on exotics, I want that bitch, I keep her (Uh-huh)
Poppin’ them pills and I’m drinkin’ my drank, man, fuck what they say, I don’t need it (Whatever I say)
Old man shoulda just stayed in his place, I ghost that bitch, I don’t need her, yeah

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Hold that, hold that heater
Hold that, hold that heater
Hold that, hold that heater (Hold)
Hold that, hold that heater (Hold)
We poppin’, I know that they get it (Lit)
The snipers that’s with me ain’t trippin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Hold that, hold that heater
Hold that, hold that heater
Hold that, hold that heater
Hold that, hold that heater
Hold that, hold that heater (Hold)
Hold that, hold that heater (Hold)
We poppin’, I know that they get it (Lit)
The snipers that’s with me ain’t trippin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Hold that, hold that heater
Hold that, hold that heater

Whole squad on me tatted
Yeah
Alright.

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