I’m Hot (100%) lyrics

by

Lil Durk


[Snippet: RondoNumbaNine]

Coming up as a youngin' had to get gwop
In the trap on the block, posted with the Glock
A 'hunnid cups, a lotta' thots, and it's really hot
I came up from the bottom, now I'm really hot

[Intro: RondoNumbaNine]

Came up as a youngin', man, ya' know?
sh*t, gotta' gwop, man, ya' know?
Muh' f*cker ain't got that sh*t like half them muh' f*ckers think they got that sh*t
Let's f*cking end this sh*t for real, man, ya' feel me?
n*ggas know how we coming, man!

[Verse 1: RondoNumbaNine]

Coming up as a youngin' had to get gwop
In the trap on the block, posted with the Glock
A 'hunnid cups, a lotta' thots, and it's really hot
I came up from the bottom, now I'm really hot
And b*tch I'm Steve Drive, you know how I rock
Blow a [?] with a mop, bet a n*gga [?]
Put the beam on the gun if a n*gga far
Blow that f*cking SK, you ain't gon' make it far
Smoking dope, off the lean, with some f*cking bars
b*tch, Swirl got the seven, he'll f*cking spark
He'll send yo' ass to heaven if you want war
Riding deep in some Audi's, off a lotta' drugs
If a opp in the party, fire up the club
And for my real n*ggas, b*tch I show love
I might spend a couple bands and show no grudge
Get some bricks off a lick, rob my plug
[Hook: RondoNumbaNine]

Coming up as a youngin' had to get gwop
In the trap on the block, posted with the Glock
A 'hunnid cups, a lotta' thots, and it's really hot
I came up from the bottom, now I'm really hot
Now I'm really hot
I came up from the bottom, now I'm really hot
Now I'm really hot
Now I'm really hot

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]

All these n*ggas b*tches, tripping, acting like we different
We be sipping, keep that nickel if that n*gga tripping
I got my cases, if I beat 'em then we right back in it
Free bruh!
Free Tim!
They touch back down, they right back in it
These n*ggas they hoes, these n*ggas they pus*y, get exposed
I get fifteen thousand, my shows
I'll kill a opp n*gga for my bros
That 40 gon' burn through his clothes
Pour a four, make a n*gga move slow
Lost Rob, lost Tay, lost Moe
[?] a [?], set him up with these hoes
And these streets, these streets, don't play
And if he lack, I'mma hit him with the K
I'm so real
If you crack a three, I'mma run up and I'mma hit him with trey
Rich n*gga sh*t if he stuck in his ways
30 shot clip if he brushing his ways
("Let's get it!")
Head shot, head shot, head shot, head shot, head shot his face off!
I seen sh*t like Ray Charles
Young n*gga balling like J. Wall
In the 'bando like Takeoff
Real n*gga, know what's up!
If it get real then we in trucks
Living off deals, living off [?]
Give them bucks, if you broke . . . then you out of luck!
("Let's get it!")
("Squad!")
[Outro: Lil' Durk]

n*ggas know how we rocking, man!
("Let's get it!")
("L's!)
("Glah!")
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