Hell Rell Boy I'm Hot Lyrics

Hot, if you think I'm not then we can fill this Glock
I'm hot, if you think I'm not then we can fill this
Glock
Boy I'm hot, if you think I'm not then you can fill
this Glock
Boy I'm hot, if you think I'm no then you can, yo

You see that nobody don't like me
I know why they don't like me
'Cause I'm moving bricks with his stupid bitch
While she sit on my dick like it's a bike seat
Out my mind? Yeah, I might be
Strapped up? Yeah, I might be
Just want a nigga to try me, have his ass hooked to an
I V
Put the joints in my closet that I don't wear
Bad bitches in my phone that I don't call
I just came to ball, I just want it all
Made a promise to myself that I won't fall
I mean none of you niggas gonna stop me
Niggas wearing all this Versace
I still got shirts in my closet from when Big was
alive, nigga copy?
I'm so cocky, yeah rude and obnoxious
Cursing out a bitch in a drop six
Yeah, that's your girl, but tonight and only tonight
Motherf*cker, that's my bitch More time for the real niggas, two shots at the fake
niggas
Middle finger to the hate niggas
Yeah boy, we ain't gonna stop till I'm your black Bill
Gates, nigga
I talk Roberto Cavalli's, I drop the rack on my boots,
bitch
You leaving with him or you leaving with me
Girl, get your ass in this car
Go rolling with a plain face, strapped up, yeah, I play
it safe
You know how them Feds do, put 30 niggas on the same
case
Five bricks with my first deal, ten more with my second
deal
Just because you got a record deal don't mean you got
respect and it real
Fiend niggas come eat a mil, baller hard, I need a mil
Talking all this tough shit but bitch up when he see
the still
Alright, check it, you ain't surviving the drought
I just remodeled my house
I pour champagne all night in the club
I'm pissing them bottles out
A bunch of kilos when a boat get here
A bunch of dick sucking when them hoes get here
Nigga, we might get ready, make sure no blow in here