letra de hotlanta freestyle - kevin kelly music
[chorus]
i’m a real n-gga from the atl hoe
east atlanta planta, listen to omerretta, h-ll no
every n-gga dap me up every time i go
call it hotlanta, they ain’t from the south, they ain’t even know
[verse 1]
hood so full of sticks from the kia and the water boys (vroom)
call ‘em tools, we don’t play, them boys don’t even call ‘em toys
buckhead n-ggas rich, got milk? all they drink is soy
lead? man, i bet they ain’t even heard of that alloy (brrt, brrt)
popped out twenty-four now it’s twenty twenty five
old music was a bore, now it’s a m-th-f-ckin’ vibe
got money in thе drawer, now i put this sh-t in drive
lyrics so fire thеy gotta put this sh-t in the archive
doing 90 down i-85, i feel alive (vroom, skrrt)
i won’t crash, down here we gloria, i will survive
if i die, just bring me to magic and i will revive
down here we in the spot until we f-ckin’ 45
keep them ice trays like we’re young, n-gga (ice)
hookah in my lung, n-gga (hack)
you know that sh-t don’t stung, n-gga! (what?)
hope trae stay in the a, he a splasher (ice)
we can’t lose more ice, like the m-th-f-ckin’ thrashers
[chorus]
i’m a real n-gga from the atl hoe
east atlanta planta, listen to omerretta, h-ll no
every n-gga dap me up every time i go
call it hotlanta, they ain’t from the south, they ain’t even know
[verse 2]
21 b-tches, god d-mn, i’m a savage (21)
seeing the future like i must be a ravage (pluto)
got my amigos around me, we must be some blexicans (mama)
y-s-l, god d-mn, got too many benjamins (skrrt)
cousin grew up with latto but won’t put me on (big latto)
grew up with d4l’s kid, sad that n-gga moved on (r.i.p.)
feels like summer when i walk em down
grew up with gambino, but don’t talk me down
or you gon’ find we keep them bl!cks around (brrt, brrt)
sing song rappers, b-tch, i’m the next one
r&b or soul, either way, records get spun
covered in gold, album must weigh a f-ckin ton
when i’m old, album still get played a f-ckin ton
my b-tches putting the hot in hotlanta (hot)
mixed the double cups full of fanta
dope man friends with east atlanta santa (it’s gucci)
twin keep the red, i got a blue bandana
sh-t’s too fire but i stay underground
live life fast like spencer on the mound
but one day imma head to sandy springs
and be the king of the a with his crown
[chorus]
i’m a real n-gga from the atl hoe
east atlanta planta, listen to omerretta, h-ll no
every n-gga dap me up every time i go
call it hotlanta, they ain’t from the south, they ain’t even know
[outro]
a-t-l hoe!
a-t-l hoe!
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