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letra de too hot - big yba

[intro]
uh, stop playin’
ayy, that lil’ n-gga too hot
and he found out you mad ’cause the city know you not
what i look like littin’ up?
stop playin’
uh, you know i’m the goat on this sh-t
ayy, b-tch, told y’all n-ggas i’m the goat on this sh-t
this sh-t all facts like i had said before
hop on the wave, uh, uh

[verse]
’bout to turn eighteen, b-tch, i’m tryna be up on the hills
do this sh-t for my grandma, take care of my momma
to the point where she ain’t gotta worry ’bout a bill
can’t cap, n-gga, we was just stressin’ for real
for a fact, can’t picture, that sh-t how we live
in the couch, i was scr-pin’ ‘caine just for a mil’
now that n-gga too hot, he don’t know how to chill
how the f-ck is he doin’ this sh-t with no deal?
ayy, that lil’ n-gga too hot (too hot)
and he found out you mad ’cause the city know you not
“he ain’t like that”, who not?
n-gga don’t come for that waka, we havin’ sh-t on lock
and that b-tch try to play me, you know i’ma slay her, come catch a young n-gga with two thots
ayy, i need a lot tеn, ho straight outta mexico, is you tryna be my lil’ boo, thot?
why the f-ck i look likе littin’ up? (littin’ up)
boy, you know it’s too late to catch up (uh, uh)
i ball like it’s 2k, i ran up the racks, now take this sh-t right to the cut (no cap)
n-ggas know i ain’t gotta say much (at all)
if he look the wrong way, then he touched (boom)
ayy, right on her face where i bust
that ho know she ain’t stayin’, she gotta get up (ha, gotta get)
nine times outta ten, man, i’m prolly somewhere tryna chase me a bag
yeah, lil’ ho, she be likin’ my pictures, i’m tryna come hit on that ho ’cause she bad (come do it)
she knowin’ that n-gga no need for the brag
back to school, know a n-gga was never in class
i was tryna hit l!cks for the sh-t i ain’t have
ayy, now a young n-gga have it
take my sh-t, then i turn to a savage
come and try with that sh-t if you think that i’m cappin’
i be drippin’, them racks, they a part of my fashion
ayy, get in my way and get hit like it’s madden
ain’t shed a tear when i see my grandma on that casket
ayy, first n-gga try, after that, he gon’ have it
i’m the man of the crib, ain’t no way i ain’t [?]
don’t you a feat, n-ggas know that they payin’ the backend
i’m the goat in this sh-t, ain’t no way you ain’t tap in
[outro]
uh, the goat
ayy, n-ggas know i’m the goat in this sh-t
know i’m the goat in this sh-t
push your mans, ayy, you know i ain’t wrote in sh-t
uh, f-ck around, f-ck around
uh, hoes be sad, b-tches be goin’ and sh-t, uh

- big yba

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