Lyrics:
nigga with that pisto
Ridin' around in somethin' hot
Now it's bout time we hit our knees
And tell God truth
We can't stop the way we livin'
Just
shots
So we had to keep it cocked
Now it's hot an we're taking shots fuck it drop the top
I was really on the block we was balling on the ops
When you get
let it off
Bro was out here working, Bro was serving the block
Caught bro ass lacking, niggas made the spot so hot
So now we riding around cause we know
heard he quick to lose his mind but He stay wit dat hammer
Influenced by Nipsey Hussle
No Aine Nothing like Hammer
I just want the cake i ain't too into
two, one bullets gon hit you
Way too much blood clean it up up with a tissue
Ass so fat you could tell by the recoil
Count more shots to a opp like 3, 4
these
Money that make the Brougham hot
My lifestyle on these streets
Is easily provoked and it's the same in this
Business with these Jewish folks
We call
switchin on me like wow
Homies I had in the past
Aint tryna hit me up now
Like what that shit is about
Shit got me thinkin too fast
Shit got me thinking out
You gone need your crew to back you up, you Estarossa
I'm too hot to handle, you can't hold me like a coaster
You shalt not oppose us
Not one to flee
with the sauce in the pot
I mix it in with the haters cuz they be on the spot
It's how it rolls when the bread be too hot
I cool it's down with some ice
strong is
The reason I stay winning on my day off
I’m too hot
I’m an Award-winning poet on my bad days
Man I’m too far from average
Eeny meeny miny mo
approaches
Get hung by your laces
Down the mile
We don't ever smile
A threat to the night
If you're in the clouds
It'll
Hijack many highs
No one in the cockpit
The hottest young men in the business
And by hot I mean they're really doing it
And doing it outta sight, sight, sight, sight
Ah, ah, ah, ay, nature
is power
You see it as bleak
The world could be ours
You too blind to see
But diluted by cowards
Continue to sleep
Remain high for hours
This
close my eyes: complete terror
A stationary free-fall seemingly never-ending
I'm aware of everything, it's too much
Overloaded by what's going through my
nigga with that pisto
Ridin' around in somethin' hot
Now it's bout time we hit our knees
And tell God truth
We can't stop the way we livin'
Just
between my sheets
Yeah you guessed it we got shystie in a hot seat
To be quiet honest I'm like sick to death with you
All these kids running around
a Red Hot Chili pepper
Can you handle?
They always talking but got no receipts
Nothing stands
Ouuu
I'm a winner
Winner chicken dinner that you want,
grabbed by the handle
Hot steel like a mantle
She wanted dick give her a sample
Next time get dismantled
Grabbing her hair and I get that shit tangled
Me
(????)
So true, pleasure and pain, transform lust to thrust
One night stands of hot sex, the bottle entrusts
(Ming Xia)
Oooh, invitation accepted, too
dome rocked; microphones hot
After reciting songs authored by Fiya so drop
That apparatus and we're hearing the feedback
They see I handle raps with care
comin off the handles, I came to put their heads on a mantle, somebody lit the fuse to my candle
You better be careful (and that's on my mama)
Who wanna
a felon
Imma need a sweater I'm too cold for this cant handle the weather
Chill out don't need to be mad at me so get rid of your temper
Still will flex
tested I feel a way (arrgh)
Demons can't stay round here, too hot for the Lord evacuate
Argh!. They get moved up or get moved to In-tuned with the Spirit,
(????)
So true, pleasure and pain, transform lust to thrust
One night stands of hot sex, the bottle entrusts
(Ming Xia)
Oooh, invitation accepted, too
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