Hot Now
New benz
Cop one for you and your friends
Papers two
Rolling papers two
I only do what gangsters do
Through with the basics
You think it's a spaceship when I ride through
Feel like I'm on ice, we just glide
Niggas is parasites
I get pussy in a pair of off-whites
Know I want, you can see it my eyes, surprise
'Cause I visualized it
Always knew I was the man
You just realized it
Don't need a detector, I can see the lies
I'm a different type of being
Drive the type of whip your bitches like to be in
Smoke got my eyes lookin' Korean
Every time that I fly, VIP'n
All of my nigga's ridin'
Two joints, that's double homicide
Got you rolling papers, tell me why you gettin' high?
We went from copping it to supplying
Beat the rat, the drop of a dime
All else fails, I can depend on mine
Fuck signs, my niggas gettin' high
Party of flies, Taylor gang or resign
Why you even come back to crib if you ain't staying?
Riding with some real niggas, know that we ain't playing
Pockets on swole, you know that I keep them faces
Money through the roof, I just crash it and replace it
All my bitches bad, I don't fuck her if she basic
Of all niggas in the game, Khalifa man, the greatest
Blowing all this money, need someone to help me save it
Licking on me all night, she said she love my flavor
Homie, I'm a boss baby, I don't need no favors
Got so many cars, I don't got room for my neighbors
Got a bad broad, but you know me, I might take her
Fuck up out here, bitch, though I'm all about my paper
Khalifa man will stick to the code, no I don't savor
Suckin' on me good, treat me like a Now and Later
Breakfast in the morn', we can get our dinner catered
Try to hit my phone
I don't pick up 'cause I'm faded
I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now
I ain't used to get it but I got it now
You can't tell me shit, tell me nothing
Anything I want, I pull up in
I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now
I ain't used to get it but I got it now
You can't tell me shit, tell me nothing
Anything I want, I pull up in
Anything I want, I pull up and stunt
Parking in the back, we can't do the front
Real n's pay the papers, a plus
Ain't with the gang, you can't sit with us
Take them bitches phones, ain't nothing, we don't trust 'em
Send 'em for the gangs, why they came, we don't love 'em
Takin' all our time, we don't need to rush
Smellin' like the KK, it's serious
Grind every day, 'cause the process I trust in
Think they the way, but they bluffing
Baby, I can spend it all, don't care how much it's costing
Grind and you get all this money, 'cause it's balling
I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now
I ain't used to get it but I got it now
You can't tell me shit, tell me nothing
Anything I want, I pull up in
I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now
I ain't used to get it but I got it now
You can't tell me shit, tell me nothing
Anything I want, I pull up in
Two joints, that's double homicide
Got your bitch jumping in my ride
She with the gang and she down to fly
Rolling papers up and getting high
Cop one for you and your friends
Papers two
Rolling papers two
I only do what gangsters do
Through with the basics
You think it's a spaceship when I ride through
Feel like I'm on ice, we just glide
Niggas is parasites
I get pussy in a pair of off-whites
Know I want, you can see it my eyes, surprise
'Cause I visualized it
Always knew I was the man
You just realized it
Don't need a detector, I can see the lies
I'm a different type of being
Drive the type of whip your bitches like to be in
Smoke got my eyes lookin' Korean
Every time that I fly, VIP'n
All of my nigga's ridin'
Two joints, that's double homicide
Got you rolling papers, tell me why you gettin' high?
We went from copping it to supplying
Beat the rat, the drop of a dime
All else fails, I can depend on mine
Fuck signs, my niggas gettin' high
Party of flies, Taylor gang or resign
Why you even come back to crib if you ain't staying?
Riding with some real niggas, know that we ain't playing
Pockets on swole, you know that I keep them faces
Money through the roof, I just crash it and replace it
All my bitches bad, I don't fuck her if she basic
Of all niggas in the game, Khalifa man, the greatest
Blowing all this money, need someone to help me save it
Licking on me all night, she said she love my flavor
Homie, I'm a boss baby, I don't need no favors
Got so many cars, I don't got room for my neighbors
Got a bad broad, but you know me, I might take her
Fuck up out here, bitch, though I'm all about my paper
Khalifa man will stick to the code, no I don't savor
Suckin' on me good, treat me like a Now and Later
Breakfast in the morn', we can get our dinner catered
Try to hit my phone
I don't pick up 'cause I'm faded
I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now
I ain't used to get it but I got it now
You can't tell me shit, tell me nothing
Anything I want, I pull up in
I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now
I ain't used to get it but I got it now
You can't tell me shit, tell me nothing
Anything I want, I pull up in
Anything I want, I pull up and stunt
Parking in the back, we can't do the front
Real n's pay the papers, a plus
Ain't with the gang, you can't sit with us
Take them bitches phones, ain't nothing, we don't trust 'em
Send 'em for the gangs, why they came, we don't love 'em
Takin' all our time, we don't need to rush
Smellin' like the KK, it's serious
Grind every day, 'cause the process I trust in
Think they the way, but they bluffing
Baby, I can spend it all, don't care how much it's costing
Grind and you get all this money, 'cause it's balling
I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now
I ain't used to get it but I got it now
You can't tell me shit, tell me nothing
Anything I want, I pull up in
I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now
I ain't used to get it but I got it now
You can't tell me shit, tell me nothing
Anything I want, I pull up in
Two joints, that's double homicide
Got your bitch jumping in my ride
She with the gang and she down to fly
Rolling papers up and getting high
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Bryan Lamar Simmons, Robert John Richardson
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