letra de hot (remix) - leo and dan
[intro: gunna]
wheezy outta here
hot, hot, hot, hot
hot, hot, hot, hot
hot, hot, hot, hot
hot, hot, hot, hot
[chorus: gunna]
everything litty, i love when it’s hot
turned up the city, i broke off the notch
got some more millis, i keep me a knot
i created history and made me a lot
he tried to diss me and ended on fox
we call ’em chopsticks ’cause they gonna chop
took her out of follies ’cause her p-ssy pop
i run it like nike, we got it on lock
[interlude: young thug]
cash, money, checks, cash
addy, birkin, brand new extendos
i just wanna f-ck the b-tch by myself
i just p-ssed her to the dawg like my sprite
[verse 1: leo]
i’m litty she came from j-pan
ya that boy hot, he just came from france
i hop in a rarry then went to thailand
she was so mad, i don’t understand
call up virgil abloh, on a cell phone ask for louie bags
it coast almost 30 thousand, i didn’t look at the price tag
i hop in a ghost
saint laurent dripping, she drip from her nose
i ain’t going snitch, ain’t going tell on my bro’s
how was the club, bruh who know’s, bruh who know’s
ain’t no sleeping with the nightmares
party after dark i don’t care
she was going to say hey there
i ain’t talking to no fakes there
drifting and driving, i hope i don’t crash
cause imma go so fast
running man running man, catch me if you can
doing the 40 yard dash
rose gold patek philipe
i just got cactus jack on feet ya
they be asking who is he
big country brian reeves
[chorus: gunna]
everything litty, i love when it’s hot
turned up the city, i broke off the notch
got some more millis, i keep me a knot
i created history and made me a lot
he tried to diss me and ended on fox
we call ’em chopsticks ’cause they gonna chop
took her out of follies ’cause her p-ssy pop
i run it like nike, we got it on lock
[chorus 2: dan]
can i just go
please don’t say no
we moving to slow
i’m about to fly, i’m about to fly
sipping and drinking
what am i doing
cartie diamond, they shine like a light
wheezy made this beat
it’s a bop
we made something lit, i think that’s enough
dunk on you
throw the alley-oop
they be riding on this wave
i’m getting hot it’s not your fault
we on a roll
hop in a sp-ceship
i’m the highest in the room
me and travis, we in the booth
[chorus: gunna]
everything litty, i love when it’s hot
turned up the city, i broke off the notch
got some more millis, i keep me a knot
i created history and made me a lot
he tried to diss me and ended on fox
we call ’em chopsticks ’cause they gonna chop
took her out of follies ’cause her p-ssy pop
i run it like nike, we got it on lock
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