Hot Boy

I’m a hot boy You just hot boy Yeah we cooking in the kitchen Non stop boy From the bottom You know we headed to the top boy You ain’t getting money What you hanging on the block for I’m a hot boy I’m a hot boy You just hot boy Yeah we cooking in the kitchen Non stop boy From the bottom You know we headed to the top boy You ain’t getting money What you hanging on the block for I’m a hot boy You on the gram flashing cans Dancing in diamonds with ya mans Even posting pictures of your fam You put your hitter name In every song Posing with the Kodak money arm I hope you know that’s very wrong You Looking like you tryna get indicted Stay quiet Move low Make it back safe Then I lite it I’m so Yonkers They can’t tame me I’m so Yonkers My so philly niggas claimed me This a jungle You may come out a rumble with rabies Where niggas Percd up missing targets And hitting babies Feds walked up I did the running man They ran back down I claimed to be another man Never fold never told on my brother man If I don’t f*ck with you, you get the other hand I’m a legend in the trap Move a hunned pack like ah hundred In the lab chopping wood like ah Lumber jack I’m a hot boy You just hot boy Yeah we cooking in the kitchen Non stop boy From the bottom You know we headed to the top boy You ain’t getting money What you hanging on the block for I’m a hot boy I’m a hot boy You just hot boy Yeah we cooking in the kitchen Non stop boy From the bottom You know we headed to the top boy You ain’t getting money What you hanging on the block for I’m a hot boy I done slept on steps and cardboard You counting my pockets is an eye sore Type of hate you block with Tom fords I done pushed more work than job corps Listen I don’t need to throw no ones She gone drop it They be loving my high and tryna top it I see a corner open up Im tryna lock it That gas pack will put them on the roof They gone cop it Hot boy I move it all in a day You said you want that smoke I’ll bring it all where you stay So when you hit my line you need to know not to play I give the say rain hail sleet or snow they gone spray! I’m a hot boy I need a hot girl Nails did hair did counting guap girl Bout to pop from the top don’t stop girl Like F*ck all y’all This our world I’m a hot boy You just hot boy Yeah we cooking in the kitchen Non stop boy From the bottom You know we headed to the top boy You ain’t getting money What you hanging on the block for I’m a hot boy I’m a hot boy You just hot boy Yeah we cooking in the kitchen Non stop boy From the bottom You know we headed to the top boy You ain’t getting money What you hanging on the block for I’m a hot boy