[Verse] Midnight heat, city don’t sleep, Sweat drippin’ down, sheets clingin’ deep, AC busted, luxury turned beast, Fan squeaks loud, that old street priest. Cold drip dreams in a warm trap zone, Silk sheets stick like a cyclone, I’m runnin’ heat waves, chill ain't home, Confidence burns in this concrete throne. [Pre-Chorus] Slick moves in the oven air, Got that ice drip, no time to spare, Sweat beads fall, but I don’t care, King’s heat wave – trap millionaire. [Chorus] Broken AC, sweat on my sheets, Fan squeaks loud, keepin’ the beats, Luxury heat, streets in my veins, Cold hustle flows through burning chains. Broken AC, sweat on my sheets, Fan squeaks loud, keepin’ the beats, Luxury heat, streets in my veins, Cold hustle flows through burning chains. [Verse] Night runs thick, no breeze in sight, I’m cool like ice but trapped in the fight, Every drop fallin’, my throne’s on fire, Hustle cold cash, but the room gets higher. Squeaky fan talkin’, rhythm’s my guide, Sweat mixed with gold, I’m ridin’ the tide, Stackin' heat bills, but I never hide, Trap king’s chill in the warm outside. [Pre-Chorus] Slick moves in the oven air, Got that ice drip, no time to spare, Sweat beads fall, but I don’t care, King’s heat wave – trap millionaire. [Chorus] Broken AC, sweat on my sheets, Fan squeaks loud, keepin’ the beats, Luxury heat, streets in my veins, Cold hustle flows through burning chains. Broken AC, sweat on my sheets, Fan squeaks loud, keepin’ the beats, Luxury heat, streets in my veins, Cold hustle flows through burning chains. [Bridge] Fan squeak but I ride that sound, Heat wave king, got the streets locked down, Drippin’ luxury, sweat’s my crown, Cold assassin, feel no frown. [Chorus] Broken AC, sweat on my sheets, Fan squeaks loud, keepin’ the beats, Luxury heat, streets in my veins, Cold hustle flows through burning chains. Broken AC, sweat on my sheets, Fan squeaks loud, keepin’ the beats, Luxury heat, streets in my veins, Cold hustle flows through burning chains. [Outro] Heat waves come, but I never fold, Sweat and style, trap story told, Broken AC, but I’m ice cold, King of flame in a room so bold.