Young Thug - Hot
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[Intro: Gunna]
Cm
BbWheezy outta here (Wheezy outta Cmhere)
Hot, hot, Bbhot, hot Cm
Hot, hot, Bbhot, hot Cm
Hot, hot, Bbhot, hot Cm
Hot, hot, Bbhot, hot Cm
[Chorus: Gunna]
CmEverything litty, I love when it's hot
Turned up the Bbcity, I broke off the notch
CmGot some more millis, I keep me a knot
I created hiBbstory and made me a lot
CmHe tried to diss me and ended on Fox
We call them cBbhopsticks 'cause they gonna chop
Took Cmher out of Follies 'cause her pussy pop
I run it like NBbike, we got it on lock
[Verse 1: Gunna]
CmCartier eye
I'm the bossman in a suit but no Bbtie
I can't be sober, I gCmotta stay high
Pour me some syrup in a Canada BbDry
Ridin' in the spaceship like CmBonnie and Clyde
Don't worry, baby, I keep me some Bbfire
Shenenehs and Birkins, she Cmcannot decide
The latest Mercedes her go-to surBbprise
Don't sleep on miss lady, her Cmpussy a prize
Dick in her back while I'm grippin' her Bbsides
Bigger Maybach, this ain't Cmregular size
We really fly, we like pelican Bbglide
Bitch, you ain't slick, I can tCmell the disguise
Upgraded my wrist, put baguettes in that BbSky
She sing, I might sign her and cCmhange her whole life
I told her to gargle and work on her Bbhighs
[Chorus: Gunna]
CmEverything litty, I love when it's hot
Turned up the Bbcity, I broke off the notch
CmGot some more millis, I keep me a knot
I created hiBbstory and made me a lot
CmHe tried to diss me and ended on Fox
We call them cBbhopsticks 'cause they gonna chop
Took Cmher out of Follies 'cause her pussy pop
I run it like NBbike, we got it on lock
[Interlude: Young Thug]
CmCash, money, checksBb, cash
CmAddy, Birkin, brand new exBbtendos
I Cmjust wanna fuck the bitch Bbby myself
I Cmjust passed her to the dawg liBbke my Sprite
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
CmI took the Bentley coupe back, then I hopped in a CayennBbe (Skrrt)
CmI put the bitch in the front of the Bentley, in front of the drBbiver (Skrrt)
CmAyy, man, this shit there the weed you can't smoke in the Rolls RBboyce, woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Cm Bb
I'm still double cupped up, I'm drinkin', I shoot off your tires, huh (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
I'm in the Cmcoupe by myself
I had to kick a door Bbwhen I was 5
Keep the old Cmones on the shelf
Whole sixteen round in the Bbfire
I'm sick and Cmtired of these young niggas act like they firin', they tellin' these Bblies
Actin' like Cmthey the ones created this and they get all the drip from my Bbguys
Yeah, CmCartier eyes
Cartier coat, Cartiers the Bbwatch
Cartier love, CartiCmer the thot
Cartier specs, buffalo on the Bbside
Princess cut diamonds, they CmCartier, yeah
Cartier bag for the Cartier Bbthot
Sky Wrangler coupe with twoCm hundred the dash
Cartier jeans, ain't no way I can Bbsag
Ain't no way I'ma ever gon' go Cmout bad
I can't go out, no way I'ma go out Bb
I just grip on her ass and I sCmhow out
I sit like a champ and I wait on a hold-out Bb
I just whip up a new Chanel CmPatek
I whip with the wrist and I don't break the door out Bb
Turn the whole top floor to a Cmwhorehouse
Hundreds racks in ones, dude brought the flood out
[Outro: Gunna]
HotCm, hot, hot, Bbhot
HotCm, hot, hot, Bbhot
HotCm, hot, hot, Bbdamn
HotCm, hot, hot, Bbhot