Hotboy Flow! (Remastered) lyrics

[Intro]
C'mon, yeah

[Chorus]
Have the hot boys and the dart gang come get you (C'mon, huh, yeah)
My Glock keep runnin' outta shots, I had to extend it (I had to extend it, yeah)
Slide on the block, jump out, boys
f*ck that sh*t, let's get 'em (f*ck that sh*t, like, yeah)
f*ck that sh*t, let's get 'em (Yeah, c'mon)
I know they gon' miss 'em (C'mon)
They like, "Jace done let that fame hit him" (Yeah)

[Verse]
I done came up like two, three times, and yo' ass still in the same picture
How you ain't know we was gettin' that money? And now yo' ass can't hang with us (No way)
Shе want Chanel and Dior, I'm like, "Okay, b*tch, let's gеt it"
Hit it, block, we spinnin' (Yeah), that lil' boy better mind his business
Hit that block, we spinnin', that lil' boy better mind his business
They hop in the car, and this sh*t not tinted
The whole damn gang stand tall, lieutenant
I done came up, lil' b*tch, I'm in it
I done came up, but this sh*t took a minute (C'mon, c'mon)
Have the hot boys, and the dart gang pop a Oxy' (We'll pop a Oxy', yeah)
I be rollin' 'round with my stick, b*tch, I ain't boxin' (No, I ain't boxing, yeah)
He think sh*t sweet, f*ck around and have 30 go pop 'em (n*gga, go pop him, yeah)
[Chorus]
Have the hot boys and the dart gang come get you (C'mon, huh, yeah)
My Glock keep runnin' outta shots, I had to extend it (I had to extend it, yeah)
Slide on the block, jump out, boys
f*ck that sh*t, let's get 'em (f*ck that sh*t, like, yeah)
f*ck that sh*t, let's get 'em (Yeah, c'mon)
I know they gon' miss 'em (C'mon)
They like, "Jace, don't let that fame hit 'em" (Yeah)

[Outro]
Huh, say, "Yeah"
No way
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, b*tch, c'mon