SugarHill Keem - WTF /On Hots lyrics
[SugarHill Keem - WTF /On Hots lyrics]
Glah, gang gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang like, now look
Shoot first, when I up better move
(What the fuck?)
Opp thot, she gettin' it too
Y'all keep dissin, y'all know what I do
Ayo, E with the Dot, shoot him out his shoes
And y'all dissin' on bro what y'all do?
Yo Move, shoot him out his shoes
I smoke Jayripk, he can't move
What the fuck (Glah)
I know a opp he died with his knock
Talkin' on bro, okay you shot
Ayo Bri, and no we not cuffin'
And no I'm not beatin' ya box
No lie, and yeah I be buggin'
Tryna click up on the opps
No lie, and the D's on my dick
No I ain't toss the knock
Oh she bad, I beat up the box
I see a opp, he get shot
Free Flocka, we gon' get him flocked
See his moms, that bitch get flocked
Oh you dropped my O? You get shot
And I love my niggas, everybody shot
Ayo E with the Dot you flock, Ima flock
Shoot first, when I up better move
Opp thot, she gettin' it too
Y'all keep dissin, y'all know what I do
Ayo, E with the Dot, shoot him out his shoes
And y'all dissin' on bro what y'all do?
Yo Move, shoot him out his shoes
I smoke Jayripk, he can't move
What the fuck (glah)
Don't trip, If we don't got the gun
I bet he get beat out his kicks (okay)
Real shit, And I just started rapping now
A nigga gettin' lit (glah)
Don't trip, if I call up Quan
I bet he gon' flock at that shit
(ayo, flock at that shit)
Don't trip, if I can't bring move
Then I ain't comin' in
Don't trip, if I catch Dougie B
I bet I hit him in his shit (glah)
Can't switch, I ain't cuffin'
No treesh, yeah, I am just beatin' her shit
Oh shit, and free PJ
He always hoppin' out the whip
(ayo, hop out that shit)
And I'm droppin' the 5's
And we smokin' on Nick (glah)
And TMac, you broke
I bet you can't show me a band
And y'all fans
And y'all niggas be cappin'
Like go get back for your mans
Oh shit, oh shit
That's me, put the beam on a bih
Don't run, don't die like Nick
Yus Gz, you a bitch
African boy tryna dance in this shit
Like nah, opp pack
I call up Move, he movin' too tact
Like what? Shoot back
Benzo died, get back
Her ass fat, I hit from the back
No cap, like nigga stop cappin'
Nigga, I had you runnin' laps (glah)
Yo Benzo got shot by the strip
Don't run, don't trip
I call up, he smokin' on Benz
Opp thot, I kick her out the crib
Gang, gang, gang like, now look
Shoot first, when I up better move
(What the fuck?)
Opp thot, she gettin' it too
Y'all keep dissin, y'all know what I do
Ayo, E with the Dot, shoot him out his shoes
And y'all dissin' on bro what y'all do?
Yo Move, shoot him out his shoes
I smoke Jayripk, he can't move
What the fuck (Glah)
I know a opp he died with his knock
Talkin' on bro, okay you shot
Ayo Bri, and no we not cuffin'
And no I'm not beatin' ya box
No lie, and yeah I be buggin'
Tryna click up on the opps
No lie, and the D's on my dick
No I ain't toss the knock
Oh she bad, I beat up the box
I see a opp, he get shot
Free Flocka, we gon' get him flocked
See his moms, that bitch get flocked
Oh you dropped my O? You get shot
And I love my niggas, everybody shot
Ayo E with the Dot you flock, Ima flock
Shoot first, when I up better move
Opp thot, she gettin' it too
Y'all keep dissin, y'all know what I do
Ayo, E with the Dot, shoot him out his shoes
And y'all dissin' on bro what y'all do?
Yo Move, shoot him out his shoes
I smoke Jayripk, he can't move
What the fuck (glah)
Don't trip, If we don't got the gun
I bet he get beat out his kicks (okay)
Real shit, And I just started rapping now
A nigga gettin' lit (glah)
Don't trip, if I call up Quan
I bet he gon' flock at that shit
(ayo, flock at that shit)
Don't trip, if I can't bring move
Then I ain't comin' in
Don't trip, if I catch Dougie B
I bet I hit him in his shit (glah)
Can't switch, I ain't cuffin'
No treesh, yeah, I am just beatin' her shit
Oh shit, and free PJ
He always hoppin' out the whip
(ayo, hop out that shit)
And I'm droppin' the 5's
And we smokin' on Nick (glah)
And TMac, you broke
I bet you can't show me a band
And y'all fans
And y'all niggas be cappin'
Like go get back for your mans
Oh shit, oh shit
That's me, put the beam on a bih
Don't run, don't die like Nick
Yus Gz, you a bitch
African boy tryna dance in this shit
Like nah, opp pack
I call up Move, he movin' too tact
Like what? Shoot back
Benzo died, get back
Her ass fat, I hit from the back
No cap, like nigga stop cappin'
Nigga, I had you runnin' laps (glah)
Yo Benzo got shot by the strip
Don't run, don't trip
I call up, he smokin' on Benz
Opp thot, I kick her out the crib