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de Cts Luh Wick

I'm a hot boy I drive out my cars like it's urgent
I'm a hot boy don't get too close 'cause I might burn you
I'm a hot boy but I put ice on all my bitches
I'm a hot boy I brang the fire to the trenches
I'm a hot boy, I'm a hot boy, (hot, hot)
I'm a hot boy, I'm a hot boy (hot, hot)
I'm a hot boy, I'm a hot boy, (hot, hot)
I'm a hot boy, I'm a hot boy (hot, hot)

I'm a hot boy but gotta lot of cold bitches
What's that half a milli' on my neck four-fifty
Drop a load off to the trap and tell my lil' ones get busy
Don't let nobody tell you different we the littest in the city
I'm a hot boy I tell the jeweller cool me down, Still be posting in the hood a lot of killers sittin' around
He was on the sideline caught' em at a mad angle and forced him out of bounds, Send them hotboys on a blitz and tell them burn that nigga down
Aye woedie whos that right there? She looked like my type, don't care bout how big her booty is won't hit if it don't feel right
Aye woedie who that young nigga that be fly? It's a bird, It's a plane nah that's Nardo on the sky
Aye woedie who that goin' a 100 in a 50? I'm the richest youngest nigga ain't nobody fuckin' wid me
Aye woedie who's that lil' nigga wid all the hoes? If you look good, you look good I ain't tryna hear dat you too old (Baby)

I could pop out right now and put my big one on these hoes (Damn)
I'm not acrobatic I'm not flippin' on my bros (No)
All my shit be factual I cannot get exposed at all (Yeah)
Grew up talking slick, I'll catch a bitch before I catch a cold (before I catch a cold)
I ain't tryna kick it with you niggas I got broke toes (They broke)
Won't take her to festival I'm too rich to fuck with broke hoes
I won't drive my TRX no more that shit just too slow (Too slow)
Maybach white on white the lambo body that's my new hoe
I know a couple of these niggas really hatin' on me
I know a bitch who actin faithful but she waitin' on me
I don't fuck with none of you niggas I can't fake it no more
Who is that, that's a lambo? Hell yeah, Oh that's Nardo? Let him in
Think I'm runnin' out of hiding spots this shit been coming in
He was in our business and got spanked he shouldn't have butted in
I come from that block where shit be hot the summer never ends
I'm really the one this shit done settled in

I'm a hot boy drive out my cars like it's urgent
I'm a hot boy don't get too close 'cause I might burn you
I'm a hot boy but I put ice on all my bitches
I'm a hot boy I brang the fire to the trenches
I'm a hot boy, I'm a hot boy, (hot, hot)
I'm a hot boy, I'm a hot boy (hot, hot)
I'm a hot boy, I'm a hot boy, (hot, hot)
I'm a hot boy, I'm a hot boy (hot, hot)

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