Hot Boy (feat. Phinoshey)
You want beef with the kid don't you know that's hot boy
That's hot boy hot boy
No time for your shit get rich that's hot boy That's hot boy hot boy
At the corner chilling with a stick that's hot boy
That's hot boy hot boy
Got heat don't fuck with my clique that's hot boy
That's hot boy hot boy
You want beef with the kid don't you know that's hot boy
That's hot boy hot boy
No time for your shit get rich that's hot boy That's hot boy hot boy
At the corner chilling with a stick that's hot boy
That's hot boy hot boy
Got heat don't fuck with my clique that's hot boy
That's hot boy hot boy
That's hot boy up in this bitch you got no money you get no bitch
Hot boy man's around corner chilling in the streets sipping on corona
Percy Molly gimme something stronger Ima young king young Simba
(ROAR)
All these cats tryna match up to me and their main bitches always tryna screw me
Ever since I got rich (RICH) everyone's on my dick
As a yungin never had everything now a nigga can afford anything
I mix the Gucci with the Louis and shit I rock adidas from head to toe bitch
You claim that you own it you rented that shit everytime on a track yellow tape on that beat
Hot boy hot boy hot boy but my neck too cold I'm froze boy
If I ever talk about what I do my nigga I guess they'd call me a dope boy
I got the steel so I hit a lick I don't give a fuck yeah I'm going in
We got choppers hammers extended clips
Don't come at me and my fucking clique I'm hot boy
(Yeah)
That's hot boy hot boy
No time for your shit get rich that's hot boy That's hot boy hot boy
At the corner chilling with a stick that's hot boy
That's hot boy hot boy
Got heat don't fuck with my clique that's hot boy
That's hot boy hot boy
You want beef with the kid don't you know that's hot boy
That's hot boy hot boy
No time for your shit get rich that's hot boy That's hot boy hot boy
At the corner chilling with a stick that's hot boy
That's hot boy hot boy
Got heat don't fuck with my clique that's hot boy
That's hot boy hot boy
That's hot boy up in this bitch you got no money you get no bitch
Hot boy man's around corner chilling in the streets sipping on corona
Percy Molly gimme something stronger Ima young king young Simba
(ROAR)
All these cats tryna match up to me and their main bitches always tryna screw me
Ever since I got rich (RICH) everyone's on my dick
As a yungin never had everything now a nigga can afford anything
I mix the Gucci with the Louis and shit I rock adidas from head to toe bitch
You claim that you own it you rented that shit everytime on a track yellow tape on that beat
Hot boy hot boy hot boy but my neck too cold I'm froze boy
If I ever talk about what I do my nigga I guess they'd call me a dope boy
I got the steel so I hit a lick I don't give a fuck yeah I'm going in
We got choppers hammers extended clips
Don't come at me and my fucking clique I'm hot boy
(Yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Owino
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