I'm A Hot Boy
I take drama as far as it could go
I ain't no ho
That is something you would wanna know
I gets loose as a goose
When beef in my presence
I'm a hot boy fa'sho
Nigga a living legend
I straight creep if I get beef with ya
They got T-shirt waiting on yo fucking picture
Yo head leak like water drippin out a faucet
'Cause I was in the hospital
Yo whoadie these niggas think I lost it
But I'm still a head busta
Run with straight real niggas
That's a fatigue nigga
So this the deal with ya
All about cash daddy
Face behind the mask daddy
Choppers with 50 in 'em
Ready to blast daddy
Duck or get down nigga
Bounce or get bounced nigga
You on side of a milk carton
Can't be found nigga
Take it how you wanna
Bring it how you feel
Take in blood nigga you get it how you live
Where the villian be
That's where I'll stand
I'm coming with artillery
Up in my hand
I'm showing you bitches the reason I'm the man
I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand
It don't stop
It won't stop
My Glock on safety
Cock if you get shot
Don't get shocked
'Cause you are aware of my actions
You know I that you heard of me
And that's a fact son
I'm 'bout whatever you 'bout nigga all day
I'm 100% thug
You won't't trigga play
It's all gravy let's handle it
I get scandalous
I call baby it's confusion
Army tool we using
He beep me back
We clicking up we set up
A dangerous mob
Once you wet up
No getting up
That's how it is
I hustle for my G's
Over hundred G's
No stun'n with versace
It's straight soldiers ree's
And soldiers rags and soldiers hats
Soldiers jackets nigga we dress in soldiers pants
You wanna go all the way out
It's gloves for yo hands
Uptown my stumping ground we camouflage down
Where the villian be
That's where I'll stand
I'm coming with artillery
Up in my hand
I'm showing you bitches the reason I'm the man
I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand
If you ain't 'bout no paper
I ain't fucking with ya
You outta line
I'm gon' flip ya
B.g toten big pistol
You know I represent
Full of that dope behind limo tint
Mercedes what I'm in
We steal is a lil' hint
That you murder if you flinch
Six feet in where you sent
My occupation consist
Putting momma on the front bench
My click is often dangerous
If they caught to hang with us thug with us
'Cause trust if you outside ain't no love with us
Where I'll be all my rounds fucking with brown
And that's that UPT
You ain't gotta hide you get down
But it all good
You get dirty I get dirty
We all hood you be splurgin' I be splurgin'
In the 929 fully loaded sitting on chrome
I'm hot boy that need a hot girl to take home
I ain't' gone bone light
On dat dope dick
I know you heard that we go all night
Yo girl send word B.G. ain't right
Where the villian be
That's where I'll stand
I'm coming with artillery
Up in my hand
I'm showing you bitches the reason I'm the man
I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand
Where the villian be
That's where I'll stand
I'm coming with artillery
Up in my hand
I'm showing you bitches the reason I'm the man
I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand
Where the villian be
That's where I'll stand
I'm coming with artillery
Up in my hand
I'm showing you bitches the reason I'm the man
I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand
I ain't no ho
That is something you would wanna know
I gets loose as a goose
When beef in my presence
I'm a hot boy fa'sho
Nigga a living legend
I straight creep if I get beef with ya
They got T-shirt waiting on yo fucking picture
Yo head leak like water drippin out a faucet
'Cause I was in the hospital
Yo whoadie these niggas think I lost it
But I'm still a head busta
Run with straight real niggas
That's a fatigue nigga
So this the deal with ya
All about cash daddy
Face behind the mask daddy
Choppers with 50 in 'em
Ready to blast daddy
Duck or get down nigga
Bounce or get bounced nigga
You on side of a milk carton
Can't be found nigga
Take it how you wanna
Bring it how you feel
Take in blood nigga you get it how you live
Where the villian be
That's where I'll stand
I'm coming with artillery
Up in my hand
I'm showing you bitches the reason I'm the man
I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand
It don't stop
It won't stop
My Glock on safety
Cock if you get shot
Don't get shocked
'Cause you are aware of my actions
You know I that you heard of me
And that's a fact son
I'm 'bout whatever you 'bout nigga all day
I'm 100% thug
You won't't trigga play
It's all gravy let's handle it
I get scandalous
I call baby it's confusion
Army tool we using
He beep me back
We clicking up we set up
A dangerous mob
Once you wet up
No getting up
That's how it is
I hustle for my G's
Over hundred G's
No stun'n with versace
It's straight soldiers ree's
And soldiers rags and soldiers hats
Soldiers jackets nigga we dress in soldiers pants
You wanna go all the way out
It's gloves for yo hands
Uptown my stumping ground we camouflage down
Where the villian be
That's where I'll stand
I'm coming with artillery
Up in my hand
I'm showing you bitches the reason I'm the man
I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand
If you ain't 'bout no paper
I ain't fucking with ya
You outta line
I'm gon' flip ya
B.g toten big pistol
You know I represent
Full of that dope behind limo tint
Mercedes what I'm in
We steal is a lil' hint
That you murder if you flinch
Six feet in where you sent
My occupation consist
Putting momma on the front bench
My click is often dangerous
If they caught to hang with us thug with us
'Cause trust if you outside ain't no love with us
Where I'll be all my rounds fucking with brown
And that's that UPT
You ain't gotta hide you get down
But it all good
You get dirty I get dirty
We all hood you be splurgin' I be splurgin'
In the 929 fully loaded sitting on chrome
I'm hot boy that need a hot girl to take home
I ain't' gone bone light
On dat dope dick
I know you heard that we go all night
Yo girl send word B.G. ain't right
Where the villian be
That's where I'll stand
I'm coming with artillery
Up in my hand
I'm showing you bitches the reason I'm the man
I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand
Where the villian be
That's where I'll stand
I'm coming with artillery
Up in my hand
I'm showing you bitches the reason I'm the man
I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand
Where the villian be
That's where I'll stand
I'm coming with artillery
Up in my hand
I'm showing you bitches the reason I'm the man
I'm stopping you hoes from breathing you understand
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher N Dorsey, Byron O Thomas
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