Hot Head lyrics

[Verse: Velly Vellz]
f*ck all the opps, bullets they hot
Hella red dots, give 'em the pox
Im off the wock, I'm on my top
I do not box, I put sh*t in a box
He with that what? He better stop
Know if I up, b*tch I'ma pop
And I'm fresh home, just came from the box
n*ggas get booked, change gangs up top
When I shoot, don't try up better not
Me and bro we straight aimin' for tops
I think I fell in love wit' my chop
She gon' bust if I tell her or not
Put this b*tch to your neck, gon' leave more than a hickey
Said she really get icky like ficky
Lil' thot said she tryna get wit' me
If I link hеr, I'm bringin' the sitchy
Too tact', too sticky
Spin in the Benz, stolеn plates on the renty
Too tact', too sticky
f*ck all the opps, tell 'em come and get wit' me
If it's up, f*ck your future, forget it
Better focus on not goin' missin'
Kap home, lil bro active and busy
We keep spinnin' until we get dizzy
It's Spazz lil' b*tch, he think he really a knockoff
I'm on that chicken like hot sauce
What you think I be hittin' these blocks for?
Jumped out the whip, then we drop him
I think that he need a doctor
This Glock never failed to solve a problem
I can never go out like Wilda
Smokin' dead opps, spin thru' they block
Catch me a opp, watch how he drop
Smokin' dead opps, spin thru' they block
Catch me a opp, watch how he drop
Run down, you gon' D-I-E
Do a hit with this Drac', like I jumped on CLB
She said she wanna leave wit' me
If this b*tch give the drop, she the first one I'm leavin'