Lyrics

Still got beaters in the driveway tinted UK shorty It's a bad bitch innit I just got a bag I don't dance Tell them bitches diddy bop It's some labels on my heels Want to sign me? It's a lot I be tryna keep the peace But my people they do not Gimme 20 for a show Bitch I could make your city hot Like Hot, Hot, Hot Damn Hot, Hot, Hot Damn Hot, Hot, Hot Damn Hot, Hot, Hot Damn Serotonin dripping Think I might of caught a buzz Livin on a mission This ain't what you thought it was I took all my problems Threw 'em in a Dutch You don't want no problems My partner keep it clutched Threw a call to Rickey He said we gone make a play I be bout my fetta Cheddar gwalla frito lay On the line it's Betty She just wanna give me face I been up for hours I ain't seen my bed in days I got the world in my palms Rap game in a zip loc Said she tryna fuck I said I know It's cause I been hot Things change but I don't I know you still not Everywhere I go they on my dick Let me chill now Cause I'm Hot, Hot, Hot Damn Hot, Hot, Hot Damn Hot, Hot, Hot Damn Hot, Hot, Hot Damn
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