Hotboy
Uhn
Yea
I let it rip like a beyblade
Super hot fire, I hate shade
Bobby Shmurda do my shmoney dance
Bitch I'm that guy not the other man
Just want a bitch love me more than attention
Just want a bitch that's goin shut up and listen
Shut up bitch, stop talkin just listen
Ass fat shit my dick go missin
Talkin crazy since mission
Bad hoes on my list like it's Christmas
Dame Range watch me shoot from a distance
Yea
Yo main thang she pull up like a piston
Brodie caught a snitch slippin like quidditch
Fire in my eyes glowin like riddick
Passin hoes like I'm doin the dishes
Broke nigga steady
Broke nigga steady chasin the riches
Rich nigga steady chasin the bitches
Bitch nigga steady hatin on niggas
Sick nigga I'm too cold to be missin
Kobe Bean
Bounce right to left hit my shoulder lean
If that bitch miss me she go for me
They send the trap ain't no holdin me
Buzzer beaters on a triple team
Bitch after bitch its the dime squad
She all in my trunks like the time squad
Swipin hoes brodie swipin these visas
Money man that's the only teacher
Hunnid bands Like a janky preacher
Dos bands, Ima do the feature
No chance when these niggas reachin
Both hands she below belt
Two dykes ion need no help
Two bi's ion need no rest
Yea they poppin ion need no vest
Bodies droppin I ain't talkin guns
Moon walkin I ain't gotta run
Yea
I let it rip like a beyblade
Super hot fire, I hate shade
Bobby Shmurda do my shmoney dance
Bitch I'm that guy not the other man
Just want a bitch love me more than attention
Just want a bitch that's goin shut up and listen
Shut up bitch, stop talkin just listen
Ass fat shit my dick go missin
Talkin crazy since mission
Bad hoes on my list like it's Christmas
Dame Range watch me shoot from a distance
Yea
Yo main thang she pull up like a piston
Brodie caught a snitch slippin like quidditch
Fire in my eyes glowin like riddick
Passin hoes like I'm doin the dishes
Broke nigga steady
Broke nigga steady chasin the riches
Rich nigga steady chasin the bitches
Bitch nigga steady hatin on niggas
Sick nigga I'm too cold to be missin
Kobe Bean
Bounce right to left hit my shoulder lean
If that bitch miss me she go for me
They send the trap ain't no holdin me
Buzzer beaters on a triple team
Bitch after bitch its the dime squad
She all in my trunks like the time squad
Swipin hoes brodie swipin these visas
Money man that's the only teacher
Hunnid bands Like a janky preacher
Dos bands, Ima do the feature
No chance when these niggas reachin
Both hands she below belt
Two dykes ion need no help
Two bi's ion need no rest
Yea they poppin ion need no vest
Bodies droppin I ain't talkin guns
Moon walkin I ain't gotta run
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Writer(s): Elijah Lemons
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