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HOT ONE
Denzel Curry • TiaCorine • A$AP Ferg
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I can make money fro-
I can make money fro-
I can make money from the comfort of my sofa (yeah, ho)
So much drive (yeah), so-so much drive (yeah)
So much drive, now I gotta get a chauffeur
(Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath)
(Sixty-six thousand real folks strapped to bust yo' ass)
(Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath)
(Sixty-six thousand real folks strapped to bust yo' ass)
I can make money from the comfort of my sofa (sofa)
So much drive, now I gotta get a chauffeur (chauffeur)
One day, I'll be big, but I know I'm gettin' closer (closer)
Call me Denzel, AKA Big Ultra
The wo-, the world in my hands 'cause I took it off ya shoulders (shoulders)
Marni on my fit, you know I got this shit from Lower (Lower)
I'm balling like Mike when you see him on the poster
Like Yachty, gotta keep one in my holster, strike
Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, woo)
Fuck around and catch a hot one to yo' temple, ho
Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ain't shit changed but the number on my front door
Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath
Fuck around and catch a hot one to yo' temple, ho
Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath
Got a new chain, what you think I brought the strap for?
Ain't no beatin' me, I'm blessed in life
Money, dick, and dollar signs
Know you ain't gon' say it
Blow your top, let's see what's on your mind
Ex nigga, let him go 'cause how you broke like every time?
50 on my chest, I got like 40 on my panty-line
If he said I did him dirty, sorry, but I needed mine
Ain't doin' crimes, he gon' do it for me 'cause I'm super fine
Aunt Jemine, cookin' bitches up, I'm eatin' every time
Get on your grind, you bitches couldn't see me if you all combined
Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath (yeah-yeah, huh, yeah-yeah, woo, yeah)
Fuck around and catch a hot one to yo' temple, ho
Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ain't shit changed but the number on my front door
Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath
Fuck around and catch a hot one to yo' temple, ho
Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath
Got a new chain, what you think I brought the strap for?
Fuck a new chain, I got a new house
Oh, that's your boo thang? She need a new mouth (yeah)
I flex the gold fangs, that's just my root canal
Every time I get dressed, I gotta move my bowels (shit on niggas, yeah-yeah)
No kizzy, ain't feelin' them niggas
My bulletproof vest is made out of chinchilla
Walk through the trenches, no need for the hitters
I flip a lil' milli', I copped me a villa
Diamonds is silly, more ice than Vanilla
Got on Ricky with Bottega Veneta
Walk in my section, you need an umbrella
Got this shit lit and we never gon' let up
Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, woo)
Fuck around and catch a hot one to yo' temple, ho
Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ain't shit changed but the number on my front door
Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath
Fuck around and catch a hot one to yo' temple, ho
Fuck you, you gon' catch a hot one too, feel my wrath
Got a new chain, what you think I brought the strap for?