YSB Tril - HOTSHOT lyrics

[Intro] (Jai Beats on the track, boy) [Chorus] Oh damn, I feel like a hot shot Got on red, bussin' on me, ridin' in a droptop Do it for the fam, so I've been working nonstop They didn't love the kid before the boy done even popped off Lately I've been feeling like the top dawg I'm that ni**a who be getting all the shots called Now these b*tches let me pull up, get my rocks off I pull up litty, get to jumping like it's criss-cross Really I'm the big dawg [Verse 1] Oh my ni**as they be hatin', baby, but I'm too fly And ni**as that be fakin' had to read between the lines Old money and sense, girl, I got you what you like Poppin' like a Sprite, oh All them ni**as lame, girl, but I've been on that boss sh*t sh*t ain't been the same since my ni**a went and lost it sh*t ain't been the same since these ni**as tried to cross me Keep me in the conversation, really I'm like top three Woke up, checked my phone, got a lot of missed calls today Baby, I'ma ball, no Hardaway Really been a problem since they let me in the game But ain't sh*t change, I just went and got a little change [Chorus] Oh damn, I feel like a hot shot Got on red, bussin' on me, ridin' in a droptop Do it for the fam, so I've been working nonstop They didn't love the kid before the boy done even popped off Lately I've been feeling like the top dawg I'm that ni**a who be getting all the shots called Now these b*tches let me pull up, get my rocks off I pull up litty, get to jumping like it's criss-cross Really I'm the big dawg [Verse 2] I kept it jumpin' and jumpin', you know that ain't no discussion Turn to somethin' from nothin', I'm heatin' up like an oven Them other ni**as, they bluffin', I'm really gettin' them buckets Swear I seen lil' shawty lookin', but she know she can't touch it Oh, oh, that lil' ni**a too cold Gotta show the su*kers since the racks got long Let me get it, oh, oh, still that ni**a throwin' fours Know that you don't get it, baby, that's just how it goes, oh I've been goin' through some things, you said it's all in my head Girl, I've been ridin' through the city tryna get where you at These other b*tches tryna flex, but girl, you do it the best And if you keep fu*kin' with me, I'll put them D's on your chest [Chorus] Oh damn, I feel like a hot shot Got on red, bussin' on me, ridin' in a droptop Do it for the fam, so I've been working nonstop They didn't love the kid before the boy done even popped off Lately I've been feeling like the top dawg I'm that ni**a who be getting all the shots called Now these b*tches let me pull up, get my rocks off I pull up litty, get to jumping like it's criss-cross Really I'm the big dawg