Hot

They be like, mm-mm-mm

I think I'm hot now, I think I'm hot now (I think I'm hot now)

I think I'm hot now

They be like, mm-mm-mm-mm, I think I'm hot now, I think I'm hot now

I think I'm hot now (302)

Step out in high today, OG calling me, she stressing me like, "Is you working?"

Yes, bitch, stalking me and texting me, they think that I'm on next

I just let it be spent two a week 'cause bitch, I'm hot now

I'm back in school since tenth grade

I was beating the block down, couple grams and get it gone

Shit for the cheap, but I ain't not just serving grams

You gotta buy a sip at least, and I can't help, that's who I am

Boy, I can't help that who I be

We chasing bread, guys, feeling like a honeycomb

I sleep when I'm dead, man, and I like a head game

He love her shit, eat a game, fuck the hill, damn shame

I let you know it really don't come for nothing to get you knocked off

Bad guy, know some **** bound to swipe

Get down and leave you assed out

Fuck her thorough and leave it, so then get a bitch and call her

And if you're upside, you mask up and pop out

Fuck a skank, get ho one time, she's scarred (this ain't no reach)

I play my card, ****, I only eat fish now

Cracker head called me a ****, I'll only eat rich now

Versace on her body, ooh, me like it, that's my bitch now

Got my chance jockin' like a lit crowd

We catch him, he get zip tied, but at least he still breathin'

Like my bitches, like my chicken extra crispy

Well, see, said you broke my history

He tellin' state, don't fuck no missing hos, and if he broke the bro code

Had the cup, ain't no smoke, though (on God)

Slide through the city with TC, he off them loco

We'll put one in the chokehold

(Hol' on, hol' on, go make-)

They be like, mm, mm, mm, mm

I think I'm hot now, lil' ****, I think I'm hot now

I think I'm hot now, lil' ****, I think I'm hot now

I think I'm hot now, lil' ****, I think I'm hot now

But bitch, I'm back, **** call you bro, and I can't go for that

You gon' go need a book the way that I be flippin' through a stack

Bitch, truth to that, punk shit with Ray, he like him, bitch, no wrong with that

Want my appetit, he say he like the way they pop that thunder cap

But like I said, somebody hot today

And bitch, don't tear up my phone, talkin' 'bout you love me, you gettin' blocked today

'Cause I been out my mind, but I ain't gon' crash out

Pop a cup of bottle 'til we pass out

Babe, don't slip and twist the T, them bitches got them on they head now

They be like, "Ah-ah-ah-ah"

They be like, "Ah-ah-ah-ah"