Lyrics
[Intro]
Hot shit
Outside, with the ones that's on the block with
Ayo, Sebastian, run that shit the fuck back
No, 40 cals what I rock with
Any city that I— I'm locked in
Locked in, **** know I'm with the mob members
Ain't even into pullin' up, they outside with it
Aye
[Verse 1]
We ain't hidin' in the crib, we outside, bitch
Hit her from the back, she call me daddy on my pop shit
Yeah, I was taught by them OGs, keep it silent
I could talk to her how I want, boy, this my bitch
This my bitch, talk to her how I wanna do it
Tens, twenties, fifties and them hundreds, I been thumbin' through it
Boy, you need to give that strap to me, heard you ain't wanna shoot it
Doing all that trollin', what you gon' do when **** run into 'em?
What you gon' do, run into him when that time come
Labels offerin' deals, I hit decline, ain't tryna sign none
Why you in that field without your strap? ****, buy one
You don't these killers standing 'side me? ****, try somethin'
You don't these killers standing with me? They'll smoke you
Got 'em slumped for fuckin' with ****, should've told you
We ain't politickin' with no rats, these the old rules
Hit Vallejo Middle, still be chillin' with the old crew
[Chorus]
Hot shit, **** know we on that hot shit
Still the same **** with the ones that's on the block with
I don't tote nines, 40 cals what I rock with
Any city that a **** touch, know I'm locked in
Locked in, **** know I'm with the mob members
They ain't even into pullin' up, they on live with it
I can't see me ever falling off, on my grind, ****
We ain't never hidin' in the crib, we outside, ****
[Verse 2]
Hot shit, yes, sir, but I'm a cold ****
In the county, I ain't chill with ****, I'm on the phone with it
Heard you had your hammer in your pocket, why you froze with it?
Keep on saying he gon' do what? Yeah, I know, ****
Hot shit, fuck around and get your block bent
Bitch, I'm tryna fuck the first night, she gettin' dropped then
Bounce out soldiers, we ain't never did the drop tint
Show going up every time, it's a mosh pit
It's a mosh pit every time on the stage with it
Middle school, was puppy guardin' hoes, now we trade bitches
The ex was fuckin' **** behind my back, she tried to play ****
I remember sleeping on that floor, I found a way, ****
I found a way, we ain't never going back broke
Bitch up on my phone beggin' for dick, she want her back broke
Yeah, I got the app, but don't even send it, I need cash, though
We in the booth speakin' hot shit, this ain't no sad song
[Chorus]
Hot shit, **** know we on that hot shit
Still the same **** with the ones that's on the block with
I don't tote nines, 40 cals what I rock with
Any city that a **** touch, know I'm locked in
Locked in, **** know I'm with the mob members
They ain't even into pullin' up, they on live with it
I can't see me ever falling off, on my grind, ****
We ain't never hidin' in the crib, we outside, ****