Like A Hott Boyy (ft. Young Thug / Bricc Baby Shitro)

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    Metro boomin' wants some more nigga
    I just pull up to the spot boy
    Like I'm fresh up off the lot boy
    Niggas say I do a lot boy
    Cause I'm spending cash money like a hott boy
    Stop thinking you the man, cause you not boy
    You be looking like them cops boy
    See you bitch and I bet she getting copped boy
    Cause I'm spending cash money like a hott boy

    Big time, big time, I'm feeling fresh as mannie
    Ever since I told them bitches put aside your panties
    Show me somethin', it' ain't nothin' but a couple grams
    Sippin' on this champagne, smack her with my other hand boy
    I just pull up on the scene and never seen shit
    But I still feel like a bum
    Cause ain't no place and ain't no ceiling in here

    Side niggas hating bitches blocking like kareem and him
    Rolling with this nigga here, everything you dream is real
    Please believe me we do this shit for no reason
    Baby welcome to the fast life, switch gears now I'm spinnin'
    In my lane, ruff rydin' like the lox boy
    Stop drop, shut 'em down, open up shop boy

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    Hunnids, fifties, I just flip 'em every mornin'
    Like they pancakes in the kitchen
    See me dripping, see me pourin'
    Cut the gas then I floor it, pull up to the spot
    They aiming for the target, I'm kennedy in the drop
    Everybody get your roll on, smash smash nigga
    Cash money, cash money, talkin' fast fast bitch

    Guerilla warfare but juveniles gon' smash nigga
    Pull up to the spot with 200 on the dash, damn
    The ap done nearly broke my wrist
    I whip it fast, whip it fast, I gave my wrist a ticket
    When you hear that "brrr brrr", know I got no chickens
    I took some bands on your head and then you leave my hood

    Cash money, young gettin' that cash money
    Supercharger on the 'vette now I look like a crash dummy
    $50,000 On a porsche, she ain't said nothin'
    Hey, yeah nigga I became a breadwinner
    I've never said nothing for the fetty, can I rub ya?
    Foreign shoes they give me bunions
    I blowin' o's like a funyun
    Abc, all about cummin'

    Nigga cannot act tough, know he not boy
    You my target, with a dot on your eye boy
    I'ma buy, I'm not leasing it
    I though my dick gon' feature it
    I'm in memphis, no bleek, lil bitch
    Hammer, I don't want keep the bitch
    I'm screaming the tech game
    And I got birds you know the rest man, rap game

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