Carolina Reaper

You’ve got your head shaved, dress on

A little red shade lip gloss

I feel a heat wave, step off

Because our feet can set the fire while we’re kickin’ out the speaker

Steal a slow drag, James Dean

I keep it throwback, our scene

Is speeding up fast, my queen

‘Cause you’re a cobra getting colder, gotta curl up to a heater

Watch out

I’m a Carolina Reaper

Get down

When I’m turning up the fever

No doubt

Gonna make me a believer

‘Cause the feeling’s getting hotter, but the flavor’s getting sweeter

Watch out

We’re drinkin’ toothpaste for fun

I wish that you’d taste my tongue

A little cool break, game on

‘Cause you’re a sweater in the summer burning hotter than tequila

Watch out

I’m a Carolina Reaper

Get down

When I’m turning up the fever

No doubt

Gonna make me a believer

‘Cause the feeling’s getting hotter, but the flavor’s getting sweeter

Watch out

Watch out