Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hot Toddy
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Javonni Curmon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Divpro
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Hot...
This that Toddy too hot to handle
Hot Toddy on the beat, lil bitch
This that Toddy too hot to handle
Uh
This that Toddy too hot to handle
This that Toddy too hot to handle
Everyday I wake up, tryna think up how to make a way
I can't play about the money, I'm too busy making plays
These **** be pussy, but I got heart like I'm holiday
Let him taste the -
Now I got him setting wedding dates
That **** don't love me, nah for real he just be saying things
If you say you love me, tell me why I only feel the hate
I am not Beyoncé, in the streets boy don't you say my name
These ****, they moving upside down, they doing stranger things
(Stranger things, stranger things)
Real shit just don't resonate
Sit these 5 dollar bitches down before I make some change
If you knew the shit that I been through you know I made some changes
Wasted too much time playing it safe so now I'm staying dangerous
I know that they wanna see me stuck but I'm gone make it shake
These bitches don't wanna see me up but I'm gone make it shake
These **** they running outta luck, they playing crazy 8's
I know that they wanna see me stuck but I'm gone make it shake
Yeah
Look at me dead in my eyes, it ain't no surprise, they know I'm the prize
Jeans with the horseshoe, my religion is true, but I'm telling him lies
Tryna find a reason to compromise, but nothings coming to mind for real
All of these **** they sucking me dry, I feel like Vampire diaries
Listening to bitches to catch a vibe, but that shit doesn't inspire me (nah)
Salty **** should be making my fries
Call up Five Guys, they hiring
Or call Nate if that bitch in a bind
Just to link, got him paying a fine
Dressed to the nines, and I know I'm a dime
Eggplants in my story replies
I know that they plotting on my demise
I'm paranoid, I can feel 'em conspiring
Bad bitch struggling with anxiety
But I never use the net as my diary
Bitches be doing the most
Don't let 'em near me, it's like they fighting a ghost
Posted up, but never post
I need a mimosa
I'm burning bread 'til its toast
Capricorn so they know I'm the goat
Can't erase what was already wrote
Can't hide what you already showed
Can't fix what is already broke
Tell me out of all these **** I know
How I'm still the realest **** I know?
I'm in the booth and I'm spitting that fye
None of these bitches cannot hold a candle
I feel like Shonda writing these rhymes
But they know I do not fuck with the scandals
I'mma have to change channels, cause the rap game is in shambles
Got Hot Toddy all on my handles
This that Toddy too hot to handle
Written by: Javonni Curmon