Hotboii - Dedication lyrics

[Intro] Hot, cut the fan on, uhh Double O baby (I just got that Runtz, Runtz pack got my eyes low) Later [Chorus: Hotboii] I pop out with them Glock's out, you can catch me on the scene You ain't never touch no hot pot, don't try to handle me Steamin' I jumped in that water with my heater Scorching, I got that water boiling on the deep end I'm scoring ni**as getting cautious, tryna' read me (Tryna' read me) You can't afford this These racks a little [?] look how my ring is (Look how my ring is) If I get caught with all this money on me they gon' seize it (They gon' seize it) I feel like god be giving me thеse problems for a reason (For a rеason) [Verse 1: Hotboii] Maybe I'm chosen They say I'm the one who he selected, although it feel like I was the main one who he neglected Somehow made it outta here Lemme' tell you it was heaven My ni**a getting chained he been calling me collected I see a fu*k ni**a, only su*k dick Out here in these streets, you know that murda' this what come with it And they know where to run from that karma if it's coming And even though this what I love, I do this sh*t here for them hunnits (For them hunnits) I do this sh*t here for my momma (For my momma) I do this sh*t here for my son (For my son) Dead president like my momma' I need a [?] 3,2 watch me take off on 1 [Chorus: YNW Bortlen & Hotboii] I pop out with them Glock's out, you can catch me on the scene You ain't never touch no hot pot, don't try to handle me Steamin' I jumped in that water with my heater (My hero) Scorching, I got that water boiling on the deep end (Yea on the deep end) I'm scoring ni**as getting cautious, tryna' read me (Tryna' read me) You can't afford this These racks a little [?] look how my ring is (Look how my ring is) If I get caught with all this money on me they gon' seize it (They gon' seize it) I feel like god be giving me these problems for a reason (For a reason) [Verse 2: YNW Bortlen] I want this sh*t forever I gotta get money [?] I don't need no hand out's Headshot, I'ma put em' racks on I'm all in her mouth, down south and she got her toes out Getting [?] for desert Told my ni**as no words, we gon' get em' gon, keep lurkin' Ain't even tryna love, I told a ni**a lovin' Ain't nothin' Know a ni**a told me grind for a purpose Brother call me from a cell and you know fasho, yea I got him Real ni**as keep their word, fu*k ni**a we ain't no nerd I say keep that Miami heat on Well done, keep sweet swivel, we tryna' sweep it up But you know it is what a young ni**a don't want war with us [Chorus: Hotboii] I pop out with them Glock's out, you can catch me on the scene You ain't never touch no hot pot, don't try to handle me Steamin' I jumped in that water with my heater (My hero) Scorching, I got that water boiling on the deep end I'm scoring ni**as getting cautious, tryna' read me (Tryna' read me) You can't afford this These racks a little [?] look how my ring is (Look how my ring is) If I get caught with all this money on me they gon' seize it I feel like god be giving me these problems for a reason (For a reason)