Lyrics:
Delores T., Screw her, I never knew her
I'm good, like milk mixed with calugha
Intimidated by the songs I made (why?!)
You soft like suede, I'm sharp
like they Issa Rae; and I been reppin for my city; screaming ruff Raleigh every time I get a chance; y'all don't understand; everything I do is hot I
gotta throw ice on 'em, we count one for kiss
Styles, rae and cap, l and mike and 'em
I drop fifty on the order, more hundred on the whip
Five
INTRO
This is why I’m hot
Lemme connect the dots
Flow sound like butter that’s been meltin in a pot
This is why im hot
Incase you forgot
They fuck
critics who were ready
Watch out from these shells I'm stocking
I'm doing this to be petty
Addison Rae, well let me say, you just ain't, nothing special
You
And the fake
I'm on my night job I been awake
I been awake I been awake
Been awake I been active
Pour the truth in my glass
Because
Moments that sober me
Only
(Ha)
I'm a hot boy I'm a hot boy (Ha)
I'm a hot boy I'm a hot boy (Ha)
One and only goat, it's even hard to try to be me (nah for real)
Diamonds on my
'm the only man who can cut me no butter knife but a sharp blade
I'll crucify anyone like it's Easter Sunday
So watch out for my bars cuz they hot Addison Rae
yeah)
I could pop out by myself, them niggas not gonna get a chance (man what?)
Block war, I got Dede with me, he a block boy (block boy)
Hot boys, got
Yeah, yeah
Let's make a toast
Don't matter what you poppin' baby just pop somethin'
Look
Hell is hot and only heaven knows
I never sweat you I
rentals
Let my soul die when only Vai-Chi's suck my mentals
When I rock upon the mic i'm pushing hard for my mental
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I play on
I play
rentals
Let my soul die when only Vai-Chi's suck my mentals
When I rock upon the mic i'm pushing hard for my mental
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I play on
I play
(So throw the water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch
(So throw the water on 'em)
Here we go
You don't really want it my dude
I'm sayin' most
Gaza mi on
Yeah the sun hot, hot
The Gyal dem a dance to the one drop
Tek three shots no chaser
Rae and nephew rum
A di flavor
Mi love it when she
philosophy and
Dialectical vagaries
I think that communism can fester
Only wherever and whenever it
Is encouraged to breed - not
Just by the Communists
been helping get through the day
I think that I'll write
She only hit me for pipe
That shit was hurting my pride
I got a lot to admit to myself
Why I
But somebody new isn't you
And that is just something that I
Cannot bring myself to do
I know I messed it up by being myself again
But this ain't how
me and Britney, a dancer
Know your shit authentic by the way your hat fit on you, with it
I'm like the Blair Witch nigga in the rented
Curtains in
Galore, James Bond
Only time you touch a trigga is when you fucked Trey Songz
Coke head, you cheated on your man with Ebro
I might leak the footage
ain't get his shoes in
I'm rolling dirty bitch I think I need some new rims
I must be hot cause I can't really cool with them
She love the icy rae I told
pussy, middle finger dripping, I smelt it
Poker tables, crap joints just for rap niggas
Me and Sheek, walking around bitch-slapping niggas
There go Rae
Stage time blazed
Renne auf die Stage high
Late night Rage
Rage wie beim Cage Fight
Day by Day
Mach den Cake in mein Safe rein
Viele Snakebites
Weil
Hot in the booth, hot, hot, hot, Gettin' hot in the booth, hot, Yeah, non-stop in the booth
I'm sizzlin' like a pot, I'm gettin' Hot in the booth,
Yo, Big Shaq, the one and only
Man's not hot, never hot
Skrrat, skidi-kat-kat
Boom
Two plus two is four, minus one that's three, quick maths
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