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Hotspot

by Urban Legends Cult

on Hotspot (2017)

[Chorus]
In the beamer, fuck yo feature, this the droptop
I don't vouch for niggas, yeah, you know I let my guap talk
Bitch, I put the roof up, yeah, you know that this the hotbox
People wanna link up and connect like I'm a hotspot
I pull up, now the block hot, don't test me bitch, the Glock hot
I done pop these niggas, pop, pop, pop, just like some Pop Rocks
Bitch, I got the scope, I never miss, I got the hot shot
Fuck around and drink a whole damn pint, I make my heart stop

[Post-Chorus]
I'm the man, make it rain, I'm poppin' rubber bands
Step inside Margiela 'cause you know that be my stance
[?] wanna bounce stacks [?] my pants
I just spent four hundred on Raf while y'all still rockin' the Vans
Ooh

[Verse 1]
And don't you worry where I am
Don't you worry 'bout my city, don't worry about my plans
Bitch, stop sayin' you gon' top me, ho, worry about yo mans
I just poured another four in my liter so fuck the Xans
Twelve, they pulled me over, fuck 'em all, don't put my hands up
I'm riding in the M3 Coupe so fuck the Benz truck
Bad lil bitch on my dick, yeah, that's my dancer
Blue bills, blue flip phone, you know, the Samsung

[Chorus]
In the beamer, fuck yo feature, this the droptop
I don't vouch for niggas, yeah, you know I let my guap talk
Bitch, I put the roof up, yeah, you know that this the hotbox
People wanna link up and connect like I'm a hotspot
I pull up, now the block hot, don't test me bitch, the Glock hot
I done pop these niggas, pop, pop, pop, just like some Pop Rocks
Bitch, I got the scope, I never miss, I got the hot shot
Fuck around and drink a whole damn pint, I make my heart stop

[Post-Chorus]
I'm the man, make it rain, I'm poppin' rubber bands
Step inside Margiela 'cause you know that be my stance
[?] wanna bounce stacks [?] my pants
I just spent four hundred on Raf while y'all still rockin' the Vans
Ooh

[Verse 2]
Mercedes Benz, how I pull up on your bitch
Come through, I hit it quick and then I dip
And I know, bitches come and go, the money gettin' bigger
Typically, one of these niggas fuckin with ya'
Usually I'm for commodity and quantity and rackin' up my property
And stuntin' on you half-ass niggas like it's a job to me
And honestly, I think it's the dreads that bring it out of me
Don't test me, pull up with rounds aimed at yo headpiece
That messy [?] in my [?], I'm feeling sexy
That slow flex, get it right

[Chorus]
In the beamer, fuck yo feature, this the droptop
I don't vouch for niggas, yeah, you know I let my guap talk
Bitch, I put the roof up, yeah, you know that this the hotbox
People wanna link up and connect like I'm a hotspot
I pull up, now the block hot, don't test me bitch, the Glock hot
I done pop these niggas, pop, pop, pop, just like some Pop Rocks
Bitch, I got the scope, I never miss, I got the hot shot
Fuck around and drink a whole damn pint, I make my heart stop