Hot Lil n*gga lyrics

[Intro]
Jeez dawg watch back (S-L-T)
Then a b*tch
What? n*gga what?
Stop, alright we go
(Oh yeah AB)

[Chorus]
I'm a hot little n*gga in the booth
You're really not on your sh*t, tell the truth
But level, well I'll never smoke a booth
I be hiding, in the b*tch like the sun is the roof (god damn)
Got my pet from the West [?] South
You're a b*tch anyway
How are you talking out your mouth?
I don't speak for nun of these n*ggas
[?]
n*gga want no beef, he just want a lil clout

[2nd Chorus]
I'm a JUCO dropout
Turned to a standout
Racks in the safe, I never had a handout
n*gga from the sticks
So I had to take the wrong route
Started from the back
Now a n*gga what they're talk about
Get back, get back
Can't even with the kick back
Bro took off, n*gga get it finna catch that
S-R-T, he ain't even on the sket pack
Rich young n*ggas can't wait from the back, back
(Wait, wait, bleugh)
[Verse 2]
Lil ten toes down
But I got a little eh
Cause I like zodiacs
Wanna tryna break her back
I'm a rich young n*gga
Getting top in the drop top
Five on the ten, when I nut
I finna hot bot
Shout out to Haley, Chloe?
One of them
I ain't tryna f*ck
I'm just really trying to be your friend
If you're knocked down, god damn
Then I understand, back to the drawing board
n*gga finna try again

[Bridge]
Going back on my sh*t (this n*gga going crazy)
Hundert for the eighth (I knew you were crazy)
Boy shout out to Mylaya (n*ggas in such pain)
I'm a hot little n*gga, go crazy
Ten foe, let's go thirty in the clip hole
I was nineteen when I went copped the ex though
Trap pit, pats hoe, sorry I got a text though
If you got a problem, on god you can let me know
(Woo, woo, woo)
[2nd-Chorus]
I'm a JUCO dropout
Turned to a standout
Racks in the safe, I never had a handout
n*gga from the sticks
So I had to take the wrong route
Started from the back
Now a n*gga what they're talk about
Get back, get back
Can't even with the kick back
Bro took off, n*gga get it finna catch that
S-R-T, he ain't even on the sket pack
Rich young n*ggas can't wait from the back, back

[Pre-Chorus]
Back on my sh*t (this n*gga feelin crazy)
You ain't really on sh*t (n*gga going crazy)
Tell a n*gga he a b*tch (n*gga crazy, real sh*t)
What?!

[Chorus]
I'm a hot little n*gga in the booth (god damn)
You're really not on your sh*t, tell the truth (god damn)
But level, well I'll never smoke a booth
I be hiding, in the b*tch like the sun is the roof (woo)
Got my pet from the West [?] South (woo)
You're a b*tch anyway
How are you talking out your mouth?
I don't speak for nun of these n*ggas
[?]
n*gga want no beef, he just want a lil clout
[Outro]
What? (Ha, ha, ha)
n*gga what? (Ha oh)
n*gga what? (haha)
n*gga what? (This sh*t got [?], now we know
sh*t like hold on, let me do this sh*t one more time)