HOT (feat. AYEARIQ)

(Mhm), aye, (whoo)
Man, let me go ahead and talk my shit real quick
You know what I'm saying (uh)
(Look), go turn this shit up man, (aye)

Heard you looking for some words
Need a mental compass (look it up)
Why you think that you got diamonds
When it's just a rhombus (tell em)
Had to set myself some goals
That I could accomplish (goals)
My little bitch way out your league
Yours is still in college

Catch some knuckles to the face
Keep on talking nonsense (shut up)
Only hear what you be wanting
Take shit out of context (context)
Got the step up on these niggas
I don't need a contest
No respect for none you niggas
Looking way beyond that
(Man I'm past that shit)
I ain't taking no one's side, we gone need a contract
Big speaker, real geeker, these are all facts
(These are all facts)
Two seater, heat seeker, it's a bomb threat
They calling me a vet, a nigga ain't in combat

(Look)
I know they following my steps, I had to pave a way
(Yup)
Big stepper, heart thumping like that 808
I would give this bitch the world, but in GTA (uh)
Gotta check up on the plug, what's the ETA
I ain't really for the crowd, need a little space
(Step away)
You in grown folks business, need to step away
(Little space)
Class of 2024, told them save the date
(Save the date)
I can't even trust the plug, got to check the weight
(Weigh that shit man)

Give me that mic real quick (gimme that)
Free my nigga Haiti, free my cousin Spite real quick
And they don't like this shit (aye)
When a real nigga get to spitting (yeah, yeah)
Get to tripping (aye, yo)
Give me that mic real quick
Free my nigga Haiti (time, uh)
Free my cousin Spite real quick
And they don't like this shit (uh uh)
When a real nigga get to spitting
I get to tripping (yeah) when I think about
All of my niggas going missing

I'm explosive, niggas know this (they know)
When I hop on the mic, it's AYE A-R-I-Q
You better say that shit right (facts)
It's black shepherds, militia
Kuku Kracka Killers, we them niggas
Coming to get you, ain't nobody fucking with us
(Nah) hand splitters, throat rippers, nigga

They got me peeping out the window (aye)
I'm Malcolm in the middle
I'm Malcolm with extendos (yeah)
No judge, oh please don't free them
In god I trust, I need him (god)
My blood, my flesh, my kinfolk
My heart, my soul, my niggas (yeah)
The past is my best teacher (aye)
My pastor keeping secrets
His master praising demons
The weed show me the evil
I'm godly, don't believe it (nah)
Inside you, can't you feel it
Harambe all my niggas

My nigga should we do it, my nigga should we do it
They taxing in the streets, they blasting all our kings
My pastor turned his cheek
His master made made him weak
My momma bought me bullets
She know this life ain't sweet



Credits
Writer(s): Aariq Quick, Allen Brewer Iii
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