Too Hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Pull around four door
Islander the culture the folklore
Word on block i been getting too hot
I ain't even make it out the hood yet
Might stay in the hood and get hood rich
I been stacking up the guap my goodness
Looking like a bank account inside the mattress
This is how i really do it ain't no acting
Acting up on me so i cut the b*tch off
I got better things to do like put the whip on forgiatos
I chase that bag 'till ain't no gas and ain't no way home
I got my cash i ran off fast so I'm a lay low
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Pull around four door
Islander the culture the folklore
Word on block i been getting too hot
I ain't even make it out the hood yet
Hop up in that whip
I'm riding 'round with the green
Shorty say she liking how my chains match my tee
And them red and blue light boys all on me
I'm a have to tell her f*ck around and eat that shit
Eat it like wassabi wow get down make it sloppy wow
When he pull up and he see that shit he gon get back like wow
You can't do that while you tryna drive man
Mr officer i'll be on my way 'cause i'm
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Pull around four door
Islander the culture the folklore
Word on block i been getting too hot
I ain't even make it out the hood yet
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Pull around four door
Islander the culture the folklore
Word on block i been getting too hot
I ain't even make it out the hood yet
Might stay in the hood and get hood rich
I been stacking up the guap my goodness
Looking like a bank account inside the mattress
This is how i really do it ain't no acting
Acting up on me so i cut the b*tch off
I got better things to do like put the whip on forgiatos
I chase that bag 'till ain't no gas and ain't no way home
I got my cash i ran off fast so I'm a lay low
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Pull around four door
Islander the culture the folklore
Word on block i been getting too hot
I ain't even make it out the hood yet
Hop up in that whip
I'm riding 'round with the green
Shorty say she liking how my chains match my tee
And them red and blue light boys all on me
I'm a have to tell her f*ck around and eat that shit
Eat it like wassabi wow get down make it sloppy wow
When he pull up and he see that shit he gon get back like wow
You can't do that while you tryna drive man
Mr officer i'll be on my way 'cause i'm
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Pull around four door
Islander the culture the folklore
Word on block i been getting too hot
I ain't even make it out the hood yet
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Writer(s): Jahleel Jones
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