On Hots lyrics

[Intro: TaTa]
(Otoileo, make that b*tch sturdy)
Everything dead (Ayo, Eli, what the f*ck?)
Ah
Like grrah

[Chorus: TaTa]
Everything dead, yeah, it's lit (Boom)
Why these opp n*ggas suckin' our di*k? (Suck my di*k)
Catch an opp, he get beat with the grip (Dead)
And I'm smokin' that boy who got shot in his sh*t (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Nobody move, then nobody hit (On bro)
I be smokin' Dotty to the face (Dotty)
Like a Beyblade, I'm lettin' it rip
I'ma unleash the chop and turn 'em to a knit

[Verse 1: TaTa & Dee Billz]
Jenny shootin', she play for the Knicks (Like damn)
They keep dissin', might slide though the Mitch (On bro)
WinterDaBrat, who the f*ck is that b*tch?
On bro, you look dirty as sh*t (Suck my di*k)
How you sayin' you 41K and you lookin' real bummy? Need to buy a 'fit (Everything dead)
Why is Edot Baby on my di*k? (What the f*ck?)
Alright, f*ck it, add him to the list (Damn)
Like, Ross got them runnin' rick (On bro)
Beam on the grip, think he takin' a flick (b*tch)
I ain't never say nothin' to boy
His mans went bye, he started suckin' di*k (Suck my di*k)
I ain't never say nothin' 'bout Notti
Before that boy died, I seen him tryna diss (Everything dead)
Like what? Who the f*ck is this kid? (On bro)
Why these opp n*ggas cappin' and sh*t? (Cappin')
Like, stop it, f*ck a fanny, got it in my pocket (Grrah)
Why you lyin' and sayin' I copped it? (Grrah, grrah, boom)
On bro, I won't feed in that nonsense (On bro)
He tried to run and got shot out his shoes (Like damn)
What the f*ck is a CJ Goon? (CJ)
Bullets inflate a n*gga like balloon (Damn, damn)
I got a baddie, she shakin' the room, damn, damn, damn (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Oh, you say you the heart of your hood? (On bro)
f*ck around and get shot in your hood (Grahh, grahh, boom)
And these n*ggas not spinnin' the 'Ville
I'm just waitin' to see, I wish a n*gga would
b*tches be thots, tryna act like they not (On bro)
No number two, I am the sh*t
Grrah, grrah
Like Jenny said, that boy a shooter only in my spliff (Ah, b*tch)
[Verse 2: Dee Billz]
Like what happened to Notti? (Notti)
n*gga dissed and got sent to the lobby (Grrah, grrah)
Opps dyin', that sh*t make me jolly
Pop a yellow and bro pop a Molly
Said we gonna get stitches? n*gga lied (He lied)
And I'm smokin' that boy, got me high (Got me high)
I'm on Chester, on the five
Hop out with the dot like sometime (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Someone just died and y'all wanna make music (Like how?)
I don't know, man, that couldn't be me (That couldn't be me)
Knock the goon out his CJ, block on replay, waitin' to hop out the V (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
n*ggas be runnin' they mouth on the media, go get back, y'all n*ggas is losin' (Go get back)
Took a sh*t to my di*k, if I catch him, it's lit, I'ma show him that I'm really goonin', grrah (Grrah, grrah)
Last name "EK," last name "Goon" (Haha)
And both of y'all n*ggas is pus*y (Like, grrah, grrah)
Catch lil' DD, break him like a cookie, like (Grrah, grrah)
n*gga you a rookie, like (Grrah, grrah)
If you f*ck with 'em, duck with 'em (On bro)
Big EBK, not one of them (EBK)
If you f*ck with 'em, duck with 'em (Grrah, grrah)
Catch you with 'em, better run with 'em (Grrah, grrah, boom)

[Chorus: TaTa]
Everything dead, yeah, it's lit (Boom)
Why these opp n*ggas suckin' our di*k? (Suck my di*k)
Catch an opp, he get beat with the grip (Dead)
And I'm smokin' that boy who got shot in his sh*t (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Nobody move, then nobody hit (On bro)
I be smokin' Dotty to the face (Dotty)
Like a Beyblade, I'm lettin' it rip
I'ma unleash the chop and turn 'em to a knit