Hot In Here lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, Christian Dior, b*tch
Hol' on

[Verse 1]
Chop it up like Barracuda, huh, huh
n*gga, I might dive in like scuba
Wrap up my bell like a Buddha, huh, huh
No, I ain't gotta pay to shoot 'em, huh, huh
n*gga, aim it at your temple, huh
One shot make life simple, huh
b*tch, I popped your pimple, huh
Got a n*gga shaking like a stripper, huh
Ice so cold, it shiver, huh
Chop a n*gga down, timber, huh
Tip your block, flip 'em, huh, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm a block flipper, ooh
Now it got hot in here, hol' on
You ain't outside [?] here, ooh
[?] in hell, ooh
He'll be alright in hell, woah
I brought them pipes in here, woah
I'ma blow the top in here, woah
I'ma blow the top in here, woah
Hardrock
Ooh, ooh, ooh
[Verse 2]
[?] on the block, wе spread it up, yeah
[?] up all the opps, I'm fеd up, hmm
Gotta hold my cup, baby, I'm red as f*ck, hmm
Gotta whip that foreign like I don't give a f*ck, hmm
Ballin' out the court, them shots, I'm gettin' up
She gon' ride it like a Pony, get it up
Big-ass [?] like a striker, hang it up
She didn't know how to unload the [?], clean it up, huh

[Chorus]
I'm a block flipper, ooh
Now it got hot in here, hol' on
You ain't outside [?] here, ooh
[?] in hell, ooh
He'll be alright in hell, woah
I brought them pipes in here, woah
I'ma blow the top in here, woah
I'ma blow the top in here, woah