SpotemGottem - Block Got Hot lyrics
[SpotemGottem - Block Got Hot lyrics]
Stupid-ass nigga (Fresh up out of county)
(Thanks, Yakree) ayy, ayy, ayy, haha
The block got hot, bitch, I'm lit as hell
I woke up today and put on YSL
Them 'bows don't look right
I put it on the scale
I'm fresh up out of county
I'm too rich for jail
Uh, Louis kicks, I never wear the same pair
I'm surrounded by these killers
All these millionaires
Uh, my big brother play with Pyrex
Bobby Fishscale
Uh, bae, the condom slipped off
I think it's still in there
Uh, it's a bad bitch party, no
You can't get in there
Uh, she gotta be above a ten
She tryna sit in here
Uh, I just give her daddy dick
And pull on her hair uh, catch me on the opp
Side tryna catch a yeah
Uh, chopper now ch-ch-ch, bullets everywhere
Uh, boy, we get that lo', me and bro
We creeping uh, I'm in a fuck nigga
Bushes tryna get even uh, uh
Fell in love with bodies because I'm anemic
Uh, uh, she gon' eat my kids
I pull up in the Demon uh, uh
She open her legs and she already creaming
Hold up, hold up, hold up, I
Just touch it, uh, like babe
You got me fiending it's a lambchop, baby
Check out the stolen whip hit the gear
Turbo engine, brodie gettin' out of here
Uh, I might pull another
Caper in that striker, yeah
The block got hot, bitch, I'm lit as hell
I woke up today and put on YSL
Them 'bows don't look right
I put it on the scale
I'm fresh up out of county
I'm too rich for jail
Uh, Louis kicks, I never wear the same pair
I'm surrounded by these killers
All these millionaires
Uh, my big brother play with Pyrex
Bobby Fishscale
Uh, bae, the condom slipped off
I think it's still in there
Uh, it's a bad bitch party, no
You can't get in there
Can't get in, bitch
(Thanks, Yakree) ayy, ayy, ayy, haha
The block got hot, bitch, I'm lit as hell
I woke up today and put on YSL
Them 'bows don't look right
I put it on the scale
I'm fresh up out of county
I'm too rich for jail
Uh, Louis kicks, I never wear the same pair
I'm surrounded by these killers
All these millionaires
Uh, my big brother play with Pyrex
Bobby Fishscale
Uh, bae, the condom slipped off
I think it's still in there
Uh, it's a bad bitch party, no
You can't get in there
Uh, she gotta be above a ten
She tryna sit in here
Uh, I just give her daddy dick
And pull on her hair uh, catch me on the opp
Side tryna catch a yeah
Uh, chopper now ch-ch-ch, bullets everywhere
Uh, boy, we get that lo', me and bro
We creeping uh, I'm in a fuck nigga
Bushes tryna get even uh, uh
Fell in love with bodies because I'm anemic
Uh, uh, she gon' eat my kids
I pull up in the Demon uh, uh
She open her legs and she already creaming
Hold up, hold up, hold up, I
Just touch it, uh, like babe
You got me fiending it's a lambchop, baby
Check out the stolen whip hit the gear
Turbo engine, brodie gettin' out of here
Uh, I might pull another
Caper in that striker, yeah
The block got hot, bitch, I'm lit as hell
I woke up today and put on YSL
Them 'bows don't look right
I put it on the scale
I'm fresh up out of county
I'm too rich for jail
Uh, Louis kicks, I never wear the same pair
I'm surrounded by these killers
All these millionaires
Uh, my big brother play with Pyrex
Bobby Fishscale
Uh, bae, the condom slipped off
I think it's still in there
Uh, it's a bad bitch party, no
You can't get in there
Can't get in, bitch