Who Really On Hots? lyrics

[Intro]
(Joshy)
Grrah
Gang, gang, gang (Ahh)
Suck my di*k, n*gga (Like what?)
(Yozora)
I'on give a f*ck who bussin', n*gga (i'on give a f*ck)
You get back, n*gga (The f*ck back, n*gga), what the f*ck (The f*ck, n*gga)
You keep dissin' everybody else, n*gga (n*ggas be hype to be outside)
How the f*ck you gon' get back? pus*y
Gang, gang, gang
Like what?
Ahh

[Verse]
n*gga, none of y'all n*ggas on hots (None of y'all n*ggas) 'cause both of y'all n*ggas got shot (Y'all got shot)
Spot me a gunna, he get smoked wit' the block (Wit' the block)
And I'm big OGK 'cause them n*ggas is opps (OGK)
It get lit, it get scary (It get scary)
All your sh*t fake when it come to Amiri (Your sh*t fake)
Stay with my knocker, you could never scare me
When I see you, I know you gon' fear me
I'ma flock, don't wait (Don't wait), then spin through the Gates, give a f*ck 'bout the 8 (Like what?)
All they do is stand right by the jakes (By the jakes)
Shootin' they videos thinking they safe (Why they thinking they safe?)
Linking wit' opps, got me p*ssed off (Like what?)
All y'all opp b*tches gettin' my di*k soft
And you know that I'm dropping the Pitchfork
Smoking on Von but n*gga gotta kick more
Free Flocka, Top Shotta
Dead on arrival, where the f*ck is his doctor?
He jacking YG, bullets rip through his mata
Go to court, Lotti or Ronna
Ask my n*ggas, I'ma starter
Forever top 5 on that roster
If he scream, "Uh-Huh", I'ma spark him
Stay with my knock, call me, "Tony Parker"
But no I don't play for the spurt
And I don't give a f*ck what you heard
She wanna f*ck, I'm like, "What's the word?"
After we done, she get kicked to the curve
I get money, and they hate that
For JB, i'ma get a blue Maybach
If you wanna f*ck, then you better say that
When it come to sex, I do not play that
I'on care, we could f*ck on the couch
Before we do that, put my di*k in your mouth
He got shot in his chest, and he thuggin' it out
Now I see what this kid really about
Fake drip, n*gga dirty
AJ crashed, n*gga thought he was sturdy
I'm a demon when i'm off the yerky
Pass it to Tana, he doin' you dirty
Spinning with 60, 230, sh*t getting mixy, but I'm sturdy
And I don't need to spin off a yerky
Accurate aim, I'm shootin' like curry
Peep the drip, vision blurry, moving like I'm always in a hurry
'Cause I know I'm always moving dusty
I keep it on me, dare a n*gga touch me
It get money, It get dirty
Last opp got hit with the .30
Why the f*ck would we ever show mercy?
Every opp shot, I just hope n*ggas heard me
Ayo Kenzo, what's the vibes?
n*ggas pus*y, could see in they eyes
I'ma always put on for the guys
Ballin' for JB, and flocking for Naz
Talking on Mezzy, that's a head shot
Bullets hit your body, make your bed rock
Only thing I'm smoking on is dead opps
Catch lil', shh, that's gon' be a chest shot
Chase always creepin', tryna catch a head shot
'Cause the opps really sit back gang, n*ggas be mad 'cause we get back gang
Kenzo B, told Ray B, "Switch that lane"
Pass it to Teemy, he nothin' to play
He'd up it and flock it, don't care, in broad day
If I want you dead, then you die any day
Spin a block, hop out, i'ma flock at ya face
All the opps getting put in they place
Shot, stabbed 'em, punched In they face
He winnin', but this sh*t was never a race
So Blick gon' blick 'em, he blicked 'em today
[Outro]
Everything dead
n*gga, every opp shot
n*gga, everything K
n*gga, suck my di*k
Opps getting hit
EBK, b*tch
DOA
Free Flock
Grrah, grrah
n*ggas know that we every opp shot
Ayo EK, yeah, we smokin' yo' pop
If you really want smoke, then n*gga, you really can die
(Joshy)
(Yozora)