Hottest (feat. Big Sean)

Damn, Dior I ain't sipping no lean either I'm done (woah, woah) I'm in this bitch with the (woah) Same team, nigga, fuck it and traded, the new crib is gated You not on the list then you can't even make it Had deaded the beef, it got reincarnated See, niggas get rich off of flow I created You boys can't erase all the shit that I did (that I did) I'm off a hiatus, the God is vibrating I'm going as big as it gets (B.I.G, bitch) Free the real, gotta reset the balance Spider, spider, spider all around me, going Miles Morales I'm doing the dirty work, hand got the callus I'm raising the brackets, see, I hit the top then I threw down a ladder for all of my dawgs See, I know the schematics, I architect all of it Give 'em the data, success is a pattern, I know it My bitch worship me, I ain't never been dumped, only time is Instagram dump Real nigga campaign, I can probably run for governor, only time you ever see me running We done made it through the stomachs, rumblings Fuck all the humbling shit, we going out stuntin' Odds was against us, I bring it back home, going Patty Mahomes Fuck, I look like fumbling (woo, bitch) Baccarat on a shirt, smellin' good (good) Bad bitch suck my dick real good (ayy) Drop-top in Miami, livin' good (shit) Made it out, no cap, still hood Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Most of y'all niggas can't pull no bands out Went and got me some millions and bad thots Went and got me some jewelry, I cashed out Yeah, we had a standoff, knock your man off And this 7.62 take your man off You can go for a dash, then I'm backed out, yeah At this point I don't care about nothin' Just my daughter, my mama, my money I don't give a fuck 'bout none of y'all fuck boys Treat 'em like a trash truck, nigga, then dump 'em Yeah, went and secured out the house Yeah, I put cameras outside, know when y'all fuck boys comin' Saw the Draco hangin' out my daughter window, when you pull up, ain't no nigga getting gunned Think you saw me for nothin', boy, you too crazy They ain't takin' my shit, you get broad day Yeah, you know what gon' happen, so play crazy Yeah, shot after shot, yeah, your car sprayed It's an opp after opp gettin' laid down Yeah, she my mopper, she mop 'til I'm all out She put me outta order, goddamn, gotta wait 'til the next round Winter-frosted diamonds, first came in, went Balmain I ain't a big fan of Fendi, but we'll go Cha-nay-nay And ain't talkin' Martin, nigga, I get high like a martian, nigga Leave that boy stiff like an action figure Me and Spider, some big drippers Woo (let's go) Baccarat on a shirt, smellin' good Bad bitch suck my dick real good (ayy) Drop-top in Miami, livin' good (woah) Made it out, no cap, still hood Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Most of y'all niggas can't pull no bands out Went and got me some millions and bad thots Went and got me some jewelry, I cashed out Yeah, we had a standoff, knock your man off And this 7.62 take your man off You can go for a dash, then I'm backed out, yeah