[Intro: H3AD$HOT]
Hey shoutout Trap Cam...
I finally got out of my garage for this one...
Dead... H3AD$HOT
[Verse 1: H3AD$HOT]
Got yo b**h she on the f**ing hotline
Triple six sliding on this track it's go time
Double addy so all my n***as gang bang
Shakespeare, on top of booze it's okay
Think I've been rapping 'bout nothing but all of these players can't teach themselves
Stacks on my stacks on my stacks and be careful not to cut yourself
I make a living on k**ing
Cousins on streets selling dealings
Checks in my inbox be sealing
Leaks on my tracks be spilling
Wait, slow this sh** down
Pictures with b**hes you look like a clown
Features with legends and how does that sound?
[Verse 2: H3AD$HOT]
I sell my good sh** like queso
That sh** by the pound
You snitch like a mouse
I'm lifting her blouse
Chemistry research with bars I be making the douse
My first track a teaser
That sh** on the house
Please take the L
My life is actually hell
Get out of bed when you hearing those bells
My soul is empty, my raps are plenty
Can't you tell?
Check 22147, I ain't trying to sell
[Outro: H3AD$HOT]
Shoutout to my n***a Vlad
His birth was a gift, shoutout to his dad
Aren't I glad?
I made a living off tracks that take ten minutes, don't call me bad
Shoutout to my Bryan, he ain't that bad
I'll be back for more