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Hot Boy
18
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hot Boy was released on November 29, 2019 by 1530396 Records DK as a part of the album Hot Boy - Single
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Release DateNovember 29, 2019
Label1530396 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle West
Kyle West
Songwriter

Lyrics

OK he pull up his shit mean but my shit looking meaner
I hit the gas and burn it out man this lil bitch a screamer
I got a white girl on my team cause my coffee need creamer
Her name Kate her shit so wet that I call her Katrina
Like hurricane I'm from Miami always rep the city
Yea this the bottom of the map the nitty and the gritty
Where people steady pulling up cause they know that we litty
I got adopted by Fort Pierce city of no pity
Them **** different everybody out there pistol gribbin
Oh and them hoes a straight finesse you if they catch you slippin
You betta play ya cards rights them **** on a mission
Don't let em know u got that chicken you gon end up missing
Or on the news
**** on move
Cuz they on that snowflake
This ain't no blues clues
They'll dump yo ass wit no trace
Lil youngin all In middle school running with a AK
Them crackas shot my **** through his back in the broad day
My momma say you only live it once so live it yo way
So now I'm outchea being a fool
Actin a ass
But jit don't get it twisted
I'm still chasin that bag
Dropping my brother off at the school
We in a jag
Pull off swerving it's still early so I gotta make a play
**** lurking gotta machete just Incase I see a snake
Told my people lean on me I'm putting food on all they plate
My whole team tryna make it we be racing to that cake
I just hope you don't get in the way
We some crash dummies
And really I ain't got no breaks
So that's ya ass homie
See this shawty looking super bad I'm like jump in mami
Want the carrots on my neck in her face she a bad bunny
I got rubber band money this ain't goin in no bank
Blue stripes on them bills but that red it ain't no paint
Don't go asking all them questions what that is bitch what u thank
For that money we won't squeal we gon drill we gon crank
And that car you **** flexing in we know that shit ain't yours
And them bastards all on 2 2 ave I know u know them boys
They gon break all in ya crib and they gon peel with all yo toys
The Next time you see em walking round they shining makin noise like
Bling Bling
Every time I come around yo city
Bling Bling
Pinky ring worth about 50
Bling Bling
Every time I buy a new ride
Bling Bling
Lorenzos on Yokahama tires
Bling Bling
Every time I come around yo city
Bling Bling
Pinky ring worth about 50
Bling Bling
Every time I buy a new ride
Bling Bling
Lorenzos on Yokahama tires
Bling Bling
Oh Na I ain't stopping let it breath turn this shit back up
Them money moves have you thinking what I'm doin
At least they know that bag the only thing that I'm pursuing
And ion want yo lady keep it real we just screwing
No playing around I'm outta town
I gotta make it happen
That **** on that mic oh ya that's 3 that boy be snappin
I'm tryna hit the lotto with this shit I need a mansion
And keep them diamonds jumpin like her ass when she be dancing
Back it up and drop it down
That ass be moving in that pink
Be excited when she do it bout to make me spill my drink
I be gone I'm off that lean I popped a bean man I can't think
She slipped her number in my phone talking bout she tryna link
Her **** mad cuz she see me and he wanna be me
Imma smash her down and leave that pussy wet and creamy
I make her run and tell her friends and now they wanna meet me
Won't stick around at all i disappear like I'm Houdini
Bling Bling
Every time I come around yo city
Bling Bling
Pinky ring worth about 50
Bling Bling
Every time I buy a new ride
Bling Bling
Lorenzos on Yokahama tires
Bling Bling
Every time I come around yo city
Bling Bling
Pinky ring worth about 50
Bling Bling
Every time I buy a new ride
Bling Bling
Lorenzos on Yokahama tires
Bling Bling
This ain't no Juvy I'm a hotboy
Pass me the ball im on the court and bitch I'm hot boy
Like in the kitchen on the stove I'm in that pot boy
Come get a dose of this be careful cause I'm potent
Look Ion take no threat seriously you gon have to show me
You thinking I ain't gon die bout it lil **** you don't know me
I make a call you see that black SUV drivin slowly
See flashes like a camera gon light you up have you floating
4 **** in the truck and what they totin fully loaded
They gon bang on yo block and take off sliding in a stoley
But we ain't gotta take it there
I'll lose my head be seeing red
Somebody cool me down fast
Before I'm running from the feds
They quick to mumble when I leave I come back round like what you said
If it's a problem let me know I got a **** off his meds
Ion never start shit but Ill finish it quick
Ain't really come here for the fame but I take what I can get
Dropped outta school too busy thuggin tryna hit me a lick
We had to get it out the mud cuz life aint handed us shit
And now we going up
The whole team spazzing out
Tired of losing to the street
So we took another route
Feel like I'm smoking up a tree
Cause I be way up in the clouds
And I ain't givin up the blunt til I smoke Wiz Khalifa out
Got me climbing up the wall
I got a spider bite
Like I'm a spider man
I'm on a web tonight
It's only right That I be the young **** to save the day
Swoop in like a hero hold on let me get my cape
I ain't gang banging but that street shit my escape
These **** capping say they with me deep down they some snakes
Aye that's fake
Aye you flake
Aye
And ion want no dealings
Can't let your kind rub off on me so I can't have no feelings
Ion know why they wanna beef w me a **** just be chillin
Need to get you a new hobby that'll be lil more fulfilling
I'm killin
Straight acting a fool know how I'm comin
Ain't fuck with me before but now they like who I'm becoming
Ain't nothin change up bout me been the same since a youngin
My mind be armed and dangerous let em think i'm a dummy
I was acting where my money
Think i deserve a Oscar
No sense in looking down on me nomore straighten yo posture
We up now they serve us lobster
And steak i got it made
Won't forget where i'm from I'm a young **** outta Dade
You played
We Live
Throw up that 305
I grew up to that trick Daddy you know that Slip N Slide
Come down south and catch the vibe
Relax enjoy the ride we ain't surfin waves no more **** get with it and subscribe
Written by: Kyle West
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