Hell Rell - Boy I'm Hot lyrics

Hot, if you think I'm not then we can fill this Glock I'm hot, if you think I'm not then we can fill this Glock Boy I'm hot, if you think I'm not then you can fill this Glock Boy I'm hot, if you think I'm no then you can, yo You see that nobody don't like me I know why they don't like me Cause I'm moving bricks with his stupid b**h While she sit on my dick like it's a bike seat Out my mind? Yeah, I might be Strapped up? Yeah, I might be Just want a n***a to try me, have his a** hooked to an I V Put the joints in my closet that I don't wear Bad b**hes in my phone that I don't call I just came to ball, I just want it all Made a promise to myself that I won't fall I mean none of you n***as gonna stop me n***as wearing all this Versace I still got shirts in my closet from when Big was alive, n***a copy? I'm so co*ky, yeah rude and obnoxious Cursing out a b**h in a drop six Yeah, that's your girl, but tonight and only tonight Motherf**er, that's my b**h More time for the real n***as, two shots at the fake n***as Middle finger to the hate n***as Yeah boy, we ain't gonna stop till I'm your black Bill Gates, n***a I talk Roberto Cavalli's, I drop the rack on my boots, b**h You leaving with him or you leaving with me Girl, get your a** in this car Go rolling with a plain face, strapped up, yeah, I play it safe You know how them Feds do, put 30 n***as on the same case Five bricks with my first deal, ten more with my second deal Just because you got a record deal don't mean you got respect and it real Fiend n***as come eat a mil, baller hard, I need a mil Talking all this tough sh** but b**h up when he see the still Alright, check it, you ain't surviving the drought I just remodeled my house I pour champagne all night in the club I'm pissing them bottles out A bunch of kilos when a boat get here A bunch of dick s**ing when them hoes get here n***a, we might get ready, make sure no blow in here