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Hot Head
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Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Hold on, what?
Beat West, Beat West (ooh, ooh!)
Ridin', what the fuck gon'-
Hold on, hold on
Beat body rave, bass ya guts (swag)
I'm for the press, we'll get A+ (hold on)
Chopper got hit at the cable
Just pull up and kung, get your face fucked
My ass is talkin' it throw J's up
Speak on your bro 'cause you're gangsters
These niggas is bitches, no makeup, straight up
Armie Hammer got a banker, this shit make you wake up
Bitch I'm illegal and knighted by gringos
Who don't speak my lingo, don't copy my style
I want my amigos, we smokin' on pringles
Big cuts to my pringles, we ballin' like freako's
Bitch I'm a beast, what I blew just like seafoam
I sacked all my Fredo's and freed all my chicos
Throughout all that chemo, I feel like a hero
You pay and my people get wet like a speedboat
You play with my people on Jesus' sofa
Heard you pop me to beat, bitch I'm hot like Jehovah
If a nigga wan' smoke said I'm hot like Jehovah
We whoppin' this seven years, it's a takeover
She eat out the cup while your bitch never sup it
I'm still the same nigga used to ride and fuck her
Now I'm eating bagels and be sippin' four Jacks
I told her, "Get naked" then I had to fold
You said it's your baby, but that bitch a goer
She eat up the bowl and no I can't control her
She boot up some more you know your bitch a smoker
I keep me a forty, you know that bitch a smoker
And the smoke is burning you like a toaster
Baby like the water hot while I poach her
Keep her dirty in the right and I host her
Your forty sit on my lap just like a coaster
Forty on me, Sean Kent
Get smoked on the spot, pothead
You don't want me to cut that lil' bro, he a hot head
Fuck they all look like Heidi, nigga, I got bread
Fuck do I look like hatin' brah, I got bucks
Leave early, my gang gon' top for you, not us
I slide with the pole, I'ma put the four five up
I just pot like four bucks and I can't get my eyes up
Get your bitch, be seein' her own shoes
Catch her ass sleepin' we givin' her blues
Bang him on his head if he wanna act rude
I just signed a deal now I'm acting the fool
That boy acting sleepy, I put him on snooze
I'm blessin' your bit like I sneeze, now achoo
She suckin' the meat while I sleep with IQ
She smellin' like cookie, she don't wear perfume
She smell like cookie, good dope
Nigga, your daddy a lawyer, what you in the hood for?
I got niggas scared to go to the hoods though
You don't really be thuggin', your parents is good folk
You ain't really talkin', you don't got no stripes
You reach for this money, get hit with this pike
And steal three of my niggas, I'm sending up kites
Don't come to the west if you value your rights
Hot Head want more gun
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!