Hottest Shit U Did (feat. MA$ MAN)
I cut my losses
Never let em cut my throat
I keep secrets
Underneath these velvet robes
Fuck a test
To tell me something I don't know
I tried learning from the best
Led me down and empty road
I'm on the road
Treat that shit like a speedway
I ain't stop to smell a rose
Or give a fuck bout the he say
She say that she in love
I said Hun I'm more in love with the drugs
I'm in the drug dealers' house
Obsessive with velvet rugs
In cut solely with homies
Fuck fake actin like you know me
Know it's
Lost boys members only
No phonies
Or Corny cunts
We ain't come from cornucopia
Let's meet back in euphoria
You like the way I bite your lip
Tighten my grip
Move my hands beneath your hips
You said you really fucking with the shit I spit
I ain't gon lie that the hottest shit u did
You like the way I bite your lip
Tighten my grip
Move my hands beneath your hips
You said you really fucking with the shit I spit
I ain't gon lie that the hottest shit u did
Sitting at the bottom of the steps
While I'm thinking of some ways to step it up
The higher that I'm getting in my section
The more I realize I don't give a fuck
Gotta find your inner peace just to understand
You gone sacrifice yourself just to be the man
When you more than a man
Youza purpose
A man without a purpose is worthless
I'm tryna get more than the purses and surface
Gotta pat em down from they head to they shoes
Want a Bellicheck, baby you gon have to choose
So put your money where your mouth is
Raise the stakes
Started out as some batter but we raised the cakes
Treating every day like a brand new challenge
Smart nigga, still hood
This the New Balance
Tryna give you everything that you never had
So let me love you like a father
While I fuck you like a dad
Aha
You like the way I bite your lip
Tighten my grip
Move my hands beneath your hips
You said you really fucking with the shit I spit
I ain't gon lie that the hottest shit u did
You like the way I bite your lip
Tighten my grip
Move my hands beneath your hips
You said you really fucking with the shit I spit
I ain't gon lie that the hottest shit u did
Never let em cut my throat
I keep secrets
Underneath these velvet robes
Fuck a test
To tell me something I don't know
I tried learning from the best
Led me down and empty road
I'm on the road
Treat that shit like a speedway
I ain't stop to smell a rose
Or give a fuck bout the he say
She say that she in love
I said Hun I'm more in love with the drugs
I'm in the drug dealers' house
Obsessive with velvet rugs
In cut solely with homies
Fuck fake actin like you know me
Know it's
Lost boys members only
No phonies
Or Corny cunts
We ain't come from cornucopia
Let's meet back in euphoria
You like the way I bite your lip
Tighten my grip
Move my hands beneath your hips
You said you really fucking with the shit I spit
I ain't gon lie that the hottest shit u did
You like the way I bite your lip
Tighten my grip
Move my hands beneath your hips
You said you really fucking with the shit I spit
I ain't gon lie that the hottest shit u did
Sitting at the bottom of the steps
While I'm thinking of some ways to step it up
The higher that I'm getting in my section
The more I realize I don't give a fuck
Gotta find your inner peace just to understand
You gone sacrifice yourself just to be the man
When you more than a man
Youza purpose
A man without a purpose is worthless
I'm tryna get more than the purses and surface
Gotta pat em down from they head to they shoes
Want a Bellicheck, baby you gon have to choose
So put your money where your mouth is
Raise the stakes
Started out as some batter but we raised the cakes
Treating every day like a brand new challenge
Smart nigga, still hood
This the New Balance
Tryna give you everything that you never had
So let me love you like a father
While I fuck you like a dad
Aha
You like the way I bite your lip
Tighten my grip
Move my hands beneath your hips
You said you really fucking with the shit I spit
I ain't gon lie that the hottest shit u did
You like the way I bite your lip
Tighten my grip
Move my hands beneath your hips
You said you really fucking with the shit I spit
I ain't gon lie that the hottest shit u did
Credits
Writer(s): Hayden Thompson
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