500 Degrees lyrics

by

Tyga


(Feltz - Verse 1)

500 degrees mudda-f*ckers were hot
You want the green shot, better know i got the dot
Started at the bottom, gunna reach the top
Tryna reach a belly, but they want to see me flop

I just laugh when they talk about i
I just laugh cos there bullsh*ts a lie
Im f*cking fly, I'm f*cking high
Jumbo jet swag in the fuking sky

If you see me cruising on the bike
With the one glove then i got the knife
Cos the haters are on a hype
Get caps knocked of like i open sprite

You can see me grinding up all night
Try'na build up my line
Don't like my sh*t thats fine
Try move to me stab spine

(tyga - Hook)

b*tch I'm all you need
Augh, I say f*ck them other n*ggas
f*ck them other n*ggas
b*tch I'm all you need
Augh, I'm the hottest n*gga, all I do is turn up, b*tch
500 degrees
Augh, I say f*ck them other n*ggas, f*ck them other n*ggas
b*tch I'm all you need
Augh, I'm the hottest n*gga, all I do is turn up, b*tch
500 degrees

(Feltz - Verse 2)

Ha ha I'm on my funky sh*t
Dont test me ill let it rip
White boy mad strip
Even fat boys will bang it

See me rolling with my goons
Heaters out like its winter
Your b*tch she wants to spoon
Then I'm putting something in her

Rest in peace god knows I'm a sinner
Ill eat you make me a dinner
Your baby mum wants the middle finger
Doggy that b*tch in the ringer (doggy that b*tch in the ringer)

She be belling me she says she wants to link
I said I'm with my boy thats pink and stink
Ha ha ha ha
She said baby i wanna drink
I don't drink have you lost your mind
She's telling me that she's mine
I was like are you out of your mind
b*tch you can't keep up with my grind

Me I'm on my straight stacks
Got the 9 bar in the rucksack
On the pushbike heading to the trap
BFB put the town on the map

(Tyga - Hook)

b*tch I'm all you need
Augh, I say f*ck them other n*ggas
f*ck them other n*ggas
b*tch I'm all you need

Augh, I'm the hottest n*gga, all I do is turn up, b*tch
500 degrees
Augh, I say f*ck them other n*ggas, f*ck them other n*ggas
b*tch I'm all you need
Augh, I'm the hottest n*gga, all I do is turn up, b*tch
500 degrees

(Feltz - Verse 3)
Augh don't get me mad
pus*yboy your not bad
Talking like you've got swag
Your get put in a plastic bag

Smoke weed yolo
Im mint polo
Let me switch it up mento
I get head from your sis broooo

You know how we roll
You know that we ball
No we ain't no fool
Told the b*tch go find a pole

Getting a lap dance
Snapback trapstar
Reload full bar
Back to the ends half bar

Chop it up in quarters
Im a chelsea supporter
Im a striker drogba
Screaming f*ck the coppers

So what you know about the flow
You say you cake but you ain't got dough
I'm still hot even in the snow
I ain't on raves but you know i glow

Thinking about when we do shows
Getting all that p.o
Free cd's, free throws
SWIR thats the team bro

And were all about the dough
I don't give a sh*t about a ho
She be snorting on the coke
But F3LTZYY's all about the notes. (b*tch)

(Tyga - Hook)

b*tch I'm all you need
Augh, I say f*ck them other n*ggas
f*ck them other n*ggas
b*tch I'm all you need

Augh, I'm the hottest n*gga, all I do is turn up, b*tch
500 degrees
Augh, I say f*ck them other n*ggas, f*ck them other n*ggas
b*tch I'm all you need
Augh, I'm the hottest n*gga, all I do is turn up, b*tch
500 degrees

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