Supa Hot (feat. Rebelz)

Brand new AMIRI’s, can’t hold all these 50’s Pulled out the bank, took the bank teller with me Hit up the mall now she talking bout Fendi Feeling like Bart cause i told her to eat me I got the Jwet talking hundreds and fifties Walk past ya hoe now she walking right with me Lambo the truck, tell by the engine VVS on me they, kick like a midget Splat I F*ck that hoe in that back Her shit tight like plaits H-ot just like match Smoking on gas, niggas that’s packs I got two passports, anywhere I visit Smoking extendo’s, I’m short like a midget This a S-Class not CLA 250 I’m all bout my business, I gotta stay busy Hit from the back in the Cadi’ dont lack Was servin’ the teachers in school, thats a fact Extendo right on me i keep it intact Lil hoe she run track told her run the throat back I was broke back then, I’m up now she miss me Put dick in her mouth, hoe don’t blow me no kisses She get Stimulated when I get the Stimmy That Dior Dior, or that Gucci and Fendi This aint simulation boy this a real semi I be with them Haitians and they gone ride with me I was dead broke man them hoes aint f*ck w me i put down the Gucci and picked up the Fendi Them boys wanna be me but really they fear me still true to the game still signing them titties I been getting to it so i keep it on me ima real Nigga God dropped all the phonies Cash talk, don’t need I.D Fuckin’ with me, drip like I.V Ridin’ with my Zoes, sayin’ C’est La Vie Nigga, where the Jwet? Don’t play ‘round me She had a ménage and I’m right in the middle We on the top floor, in a condo in Brickell We big on big, you Lil on little That 808 hit like a 42 Whistle