Hot

Malice saying we too hot

New verses please, c'mon

Hot damn, it's a new day

Hot damn, but them boys want the money man

Hoo, hoo, hoo, hot damn

My how the boys grow?

From roaming low into homes to homes of his own

No catching up he's in a whole another zone

Still true to his roots, stay close to the chrome

Haters stay clear of him

Y'all stay in cheer for him

Got up out the game and overcame

Let's hear it for him

Keep a new toy so I wonder how good

I'm not enjoying life I'm re-living my childhood

Big chain monster, whip game bonkers

Monster truck remind him of Tonka

Diamond M color plush gold still gutter

My deal is in the mills

Mother****** and I ain't stutter

Bitter sweet, my life's a musical

From holding nose to roles gold

The Lord's beautiful

Before him I'm to shame to show my face

But she's so mean, can't help but to fall off the race, mother******

Hot damn, it's a new day

Hot damn, but them boys want the money man

Hot damn, when the white hit the pen it

Twist and it tumbles, it flips and it fumbles

I mix it like gumbo, I pitch it so subtle

I keep hustle so pother feds I got 'em wondering

What happened to that boy?

Six maneuver, how to slip into that toy

Is it the pimp, the crook a hustler thing?

The man, the music, the making, the king

Constantly builded by me

A million men marching like calling them the King Kong

The verse making the world sing

My hearts on the sleeve-a

Y'all basically just like my opinion

The bars hoping the sun *************nes on them

But you still gotta watch the phonies

Watch your homies, we got you, homie

Hot damn, it's a new day

Hot damn, but them boys want the money man

Ugh, handle the rock like none other

Wrist over the stove, head under the cupboard

In the kitchen till the fume make me feel smothered

The way it melt fiends can't believe it's not butter

The way it melt, he won't cop from non-other

The he who hoes O's like crispy creams oven

Or easy bake, pink D.V's make

The presidential look like strawberry shortcake P?

Imagine that Royals Royce crashed it

We unscratched in, that billionaire boys club fa*************on, ugh

You *************s is clones, I hand out styles like ice cream cones

Get the ************* out'a here

That's for real, my gats is real

SL5 is looking like the Bat Mobile

Chrome lips with the matching wheel, ugh

Both chains probably match a deal

Y'all dudes is a act for real pusha

Hot damn, it's a new day

Hot damn, but them boys want the money man

You either salute deaf, 'cause you looked at

That's what a old G told me

That was the exact moment I decided to take a pact

And if you owed me and if I decided to take it back

It wasn't nicely expect Roscoe to put you back in place

I'm what you call a destructive war path

It will be shell showers in today's forecast

You a gangsta? I can't tell

Your diamonds don't blimmen when the light hit it

Those jewels aren't genuine, because if it was

I'm nice with it, I would have been took that

That skin stacked in your pocket, I would have been shook that

And this world you gotta watch it, I'm here to warn ya

Cats turn informal, over snow wrapped and wags

My son's home, crying, don't give me no slack

Just put the mother******* money in the bag

These words have been said as I hide behind glove and mask

Coldchain's not your typical crook

I'm being watched, look at the camera linens in the bush

Hot damn, it's a new day

Hot damn, but them boys want the money man

Hoo, hoo, hoo, hot damn