Key Glock - Hot lyrics
[Key Glock - Hot lyrics]
Hey hey I know I'm hot
And you not, hah
Goddamn all this water got me drowning
VVS's, forty thousand my medallion
I been fly bitch, I don't need no pilot
Every time I'm Gucci'd down, I be styling
Racks for my shirt, belt, and shoes
I'm fresher than you
Just pulled up in the coupe
Had the kids like ooh
No I don't wear no Trues
But my pockets on Buddha
My chopper got a cooler, pull up
We bust your medula
Goddamn Lil Glock, you too hot
How you wreck your Benz and get another drop?
How you put all of them
Diamonds in your watch?
Why the fuck you go and get another charm?
Same young nigga riding 'round
With them rounds you just the same nigga
Riding 'round talking down
Naw we don't play around
Turn your smile into a frown
Make my niggas clear the crowd
Run in when them guns sound (gang shit)
Ah shit, breaking news
He got hit with the tool
They came up on the block and then
They popped him and got loose
They came up on the block and then
They sweeped it like a broom
I came up off the block then
Turned all my rocks into jewels, bitch
All these niggas say they hot
Shit you must not heard of Glock
Mister pull up let it pop
Mister don't play 'bout his guap
And ever since a tot I been
Playin' 'round with them blocks
Close your legs, ho give me top
And my coupe cruise like a yacht
Pipe down lil nigga, you ain't hot
I just left the lot
Yeah you know I gets a lot
Very large amounts
Yeah you know what I'm about
No we don't play around
Get 'em in and get 'em out
And you not, hah
Goddamn all this water got me drowning
VVS's, forty thousand my medallion
I been fly bitch, I don't need no pilot
Every time I'm Gucci'd down, I be styling
Racks for my shirt, belt, and shoes
I'm fresher than you
Just pulled up in the coupe
Had the kids like ooh
No I don't wear no Trues
But my pockets on Buddha
My chopper got a cooler, pull up
We bust your medula
Goddamn Lil Glock, you too hot
How you wreck your Benz and get another drop?
How you put all of them
Diamonds in your watch?
Why the fuck you go and get another charm?
Same young nigga riding 'round
With them rounds you just the same nigga
Riding 'round talking down
Naw we don't play around
Turn your smile into a frown
Make my niggas clear the crowd
Run in when them guns sound (gang shit)
Ah shit, breaking news
He got hit with the tool
They came up on the block and then
They popped him and got loose
They came up on the block and then
They sweeped it like a broom
I came up off the block then
Turned all my rocks into jewels, bitch
All these niggas say they hot
Shit you must not heard of Glock
Mister pull up let it pop
Mister don't play 'bout his guap
And ever since a tot I been
Playin' 'round with them blocks
Close your legs, ho give me top
And my coupe cruise like a yacht
Pipe down lil nigga, you ain't hot
I just left the lot
Yeah you know I gets a lot
Very large amounts
Yeah you know what I'm about
No we don't play around
Get 'em in and get 'em out