YNW Bortlen, Hotboii - Dedication lyrics

Cortlen Malik Henry

Hotboii [Javarri Latre Walker] Orlando, Florida. U.S.

[YNW Bortlen, Hotboii - Dedication lyrics]

Hot, Kut Da Fan On, uh double O Baby
(I just got that Runtz
Runtz pack got my EY3ZLOW) later

I pop out them Glock's
How you can catch me on the scene?
You ain't never touch no hot pot
Don't try to handle me
Steaming I jumped in that
Water with my heater
Scorching, I got that water boiling
On the deep end i'm scoring
Niggas getting cautious, tryna' read me
(Tryna' read me) you can't afford this
Racks a little rocked 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 rеason)

Maybe I'm chosen
They say I'm thе 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 nigga getting chained he
Been calling me collected
I be a fuck nigga, only suck 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 shit here for them hunnit's
(For them hunnit's)
I do this shit here for my momma
(For my momma)
I do this shit here for my son (For my son)
Dead presidents like my money immortal
3, 2 watch me take off on 1

I pop out them Glock's
How you can catch me on the scene?
You ain't never touch no hot pot
Don't try to handle me
Steaming I jumped in that
Water with my heater (My heater)
Scorching, I got that water boiling
On the deep end (yeah on the deep end)
I'm scoring
Niggas getting cautious, tryna' read me
(Tryna' read me) you can't afford this
These racks a little rocking 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)

I want this shit forever
I gotta get money, listen
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 jiggy for desert
Told my niggas no words, we gon' get em' gon
Keep lurkin'
Ain't even tryna love, I told a nigga lustin'
Ain't nothin'
Know a nigga told me grind for a purpose
Brother call me from a cell
And you know fasho, yeah I got him
Real niggas keep their word
Fuck nigga 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
Nigga don't want war with us

I pop out them Glock's
How 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 heater)
Scorching, I got that water boiling
On the deep end i'm scoring
Niggas getting cautious, tryna' read me
(Tryna' read me) you can't afford this
These racks a little rocking 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)

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