Bobby Shmurda - Hot Boy lyrics

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Bobby Shmurda - Hot Boy lyrics

In Truey, I'm some hot ****a Like I talk to Shyste when I shot ****as Like you seen em twirl then he drop, ****a And We Keep them 9 milli's on my block, ****a And Monte Keep it on him, he done dropped ****as And Trigger he be wilding, he some hot ****a Tones known to get busy with them Glocks, ****a Try to run down and you can catch a shot, ****a Running through these checks till' I pa** out Your shawty gave me neck 'til I pa** out I swear to God, all I do is cash out And if you ain't a ho, get up out my trap house I been selling crack since like the 5th grade Really never made no difference what the **** made Jaja taught me flip them packs and how to maintain Get that money back and spend it on the same thing Shawty like the way that I ball out I be getting money till' I fall out You talking cash dog, I goes all out Shawty love the way that I floss out Free Greezy though, let all of my dogs out Mama said no p**y cats inside my dog house That's what got my daddy locked up in the dog pound Free Phantom though, let all of my dogs out We gon' pull up in that hooptie like we cops on 'em With the 16's, we gon' put some shots on em' I send a lil' thot to send the drop on em' She gon' call me up and I'mma sick the hots on 'em Grimey savage, that's what we are Grimey shooters dressed in G-Star GS9, I go so Hard But GS for my gun squad And **** if there's a problem we gon' gun brawl Shots poppin 'out The AR I'm with Trigger, I'm with Rasha, I'm with A-Raw Broad daylight and we gon' let them things bark Tell them ****as free Meeshie, ho Subwave, free Greezy, ho And tell my ****as, Shmurda teaming, ho Mitch caught a body 'bout a week ago ****with us and then we tweaking, ho Run up on that ****a get to squeezing, ho Everybody catching bullet holes ****as got me on my bully yo I'mma run up, put that gun on 'em I'mma run up, go dumb on 'em ****as got me on that young **** Got me on that go dumb **** Doodoo stain gang