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Hotboii - Out Of My Reach (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hotboii
Hotboii
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Javarri Walker
Javarri Walker
Songwriter
Eli Haire
Eli Haire
Songwriter
Sterling Reynolds
Sterling Reynolds
Songwriter
Marcos Cordoso
Marcos Cordoso
Songwriter
Lukas Payne
Lukas Payne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Uno Reyes
Uno Reyes
Producer
Londn Blue
Londn Blue
Producer
Ace Bankz
Ace Bankz
Producer
Karltin Bankz
Karltin Bankz
Producer

Lyrics

(Uno got the streets goin' crazy) (Ace Bankz on the track) Ayy, know what's poppin' with me He play like he crazy, get him out of the street I don't understand why they cop pleas Once you get in, ain't no out it for me I don't care where you go, never out of my reach Waist-deep in that water like I was Tyrese Wan' be the boss, it's gon' cost you a fee I turned to a dog and I bought her a leash Ayy, know what's poppin' with me He play like he crazy, get him out of the street I don't understand why they cop pleas Once you get in, ain't no out it for me (no out it for me) I don't care where you go, never out of my reach Waist-deep in that water like I was Tyrese Wan' be the boss, it's gon' cost you a fee (cost you a fee) I turned to a dog and I bought her a leash Fuck on that bitch from the back 'fore I leave I tell you I love you, you better not leave Put ice on my heart, I ain't lyin', it's freezin' I shine like a star in the dark, I twinkle I don't care where I'm steppin', forever I'm reppin' The way that I'm shinin', you know I'm a star Dumb nigga tried to run down and got burnt down Wrapped that boy in a cigar But I ain't even here to talk about that Let's talk about how I'm up, they don't like that You lookin' for the plug, and I'm lookin' for the outlet Hotboii, how you go these? They ain't out yet Hotboii, how you got here? It's a process I ran up my racks, can't fit in no wallet Probably why I ain't been feelin' nobody Probably why I ain't kick doors in a while Probably why I ain't kick doors in a while 'Cause I know you won't hold me down I remember I was locked down That was when I took my coldest showers Yeah, my Rolex is iced out Even when I look, don't know the hour Even late, got 'em in the 'yo Sooner or later, we gon' be out of here, woah My shooters, they be villains, they cannot be heroes Like what's up with these niggas? Everybody gettin' bold Ever since I lost my nigga, I don't know how to feel Blue face my dollar bill, I drop that guala still Ayy, know what's poppin' with me He play like he crazy, get him out of the street I don't understand why they cop pleas Once you get in, ain't no out it for me I don't care where you go, never out of my reach Waist-deep in that water like I was Tyrese Wan' be the boss, it's gon' cost you a fee I turned to a dog and I bought her a leash Ayy, know what's poppin' with me He play like he crazy, get him out of the street I don't understand why they cop pleas Once you get in, ain't no out it for me I don't care where you go, never out of my reach Waist-deep in that water like I was Tyrese Wan' be the boss, it's gon' cost you a fee I turned to a dog and I bought her a leash Bought her a leash Bought her a leash, yeah, leash I bought her a leash Yeah, I turned dog, bought her a leash, bought her a leash Hot cut the fan on, double O baby Money on, yeah, lately, yeah, you know that this VV Cut the fan on
Writer(s): Lukas Payne, Sterling Reynolds, Eli Haire, Javarri Walker, Marcos Cardoso Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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