Habanero (feat. Mackenzie Nicole)

Your journey from Earth to Planet Pyune has been successful
When exiting this aircraft
ASpeedom-mobile will be assigned to you
Ah

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Let me hear you talking, I'm so far away
Let me hear a single word that you say
Feel like ya'll just mad at my dinero
All I gotta say
You think you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero

Nothing identical
Bussin' I'ma make no fucking bug, I'm crushing thy tentacles
Suckas be huffing and puffing 'cause I touching my pinnacle
Cussing my Midas flow, now they women is sucking my genitals
They flip 'cause so many is the heat
I got the remedy all of my enemies feel like Ignominious defeat
Knowin' it finna be like an infinite lettin' 'em have it
I wreck and I ravage
A Tech and a Travis make the record a savage
I popped them up and I sky-walked for nothing
But taking you higher levels when I rocked percussion
I'm at the top of the lift, and I'm fly, chop discussion
It's fried hot on my block and I'm not the cousin
The eye lock is sudden
Whenever the people see me they cry lots of lovin'
We high notched the oven
And my clock's-a-buzzing when you done it
You die drop fo' dozen

Can't get too close 'cause I'm real
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
My temperature make you feel
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Keep it lit up and I'm still
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
I got no brakes and no chill
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Let me hear you talking, I'm so far away
Let me hear a single word that you say
Feel like ya'll just mad at my dinero
All I gotta say
You think you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero

LAJFA the wealthy and not the poors that've got not
So I'm bringing the heat and I'm walking on agua
'Cause if I'm a penny pusher that be like blah-blah
And never listen to see if you habanero
So I'm stuck in the booth and I'm Colin Farrell
I'm sweating with every second destined like I'm an arrow
Aiming right at your chest if you f'in with my dinero
Get out!
Nobody touching the Tecca Nina
If you feeling you can do better, then you a dreamer
I'm gonna live and givin' critics the middle finger
Bringing hella disaster, ain't nobody no femur
Welcome to my planet, we damage and we can chop
Killers with the advantage, we manage to be the top
Competitors ain't no better 'cause we the head of the flop
We made the Planet Rock, now I'm gonna make your credit drop
And it stops...

Can't get too close 'cause I'm real
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
My temperature make you feel
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Keep it lit up and I'm still
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
I got no brakes and no chill
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Let me hear you talking, I'm so far away
Let me hear a single word that you say
Feel like ya'll just mad at my dinero
All I gotta say
You think you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Yates, Michael Summers, Mackenzie Oguin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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