Bitch
you could be the fan try to cool me off cool
me off like damn said it's hot in this bitch
You could be the fan try to cool me off cool
me off like damn said it's hot in this bitch
You could be the fan try to cool me off cool
me off like damn said it's hot in this bitch
You could be the fan try to cool me off cool
me off like damn said it's hot in this bitch
Big trucks like Dutterman I rock the big watch with the flooded band
I got niggas from the motherland In the
winter you can catch em with a summer tan
I whip the ghost like a go-kart So they tell me when the show start
I'm coming out flooded like Noah's Ark
And * the light cause you know my wrist
glow in the dark You niggas styling but you fake wildin
We fall worries deep when we on callus
They tryna cool me off like antifreeze
But I'm hot like the shots when the hemisqueeze
You could be the fan try to cool me off cool
me off like damn said it's hot in this bitch
You could be the fan try to cool me off cool
me off like damn said it's hot in this bitch
Hold up it's a new kid on the block
waiting 87 dreams for me to get my shot
With a mean frill you can picture my drop
When I ride through everything just stop
Back on the gas way ahead of my class See
the pipes burning from the bikes on the
aft So ahead of my life I let my grandson have
The whole * world I just throw it in the bag
Midwest kid with flows for all ages
Barbershop clean nutcracker type flavors
Big wart Versace's Cool cheese linens
I wear Versace's No socks in my Timberlands
I'm hot like the chicken Off the halal trucks
You a latte nigga cause I'm getting Starbucks I'm live on the set
it's hot in this bitch the gold wings the sauna
The leather just stick to my skin like under armor
Ride with the material girl, the black Madonna
Face like a virgin,
she wants me to lucky star her
I'm loving her aura, Sherlin by Zara
She take me as I am, tossing weight like Takara
Decapitated ourselves and out of your Salara
The last samurai to your roof, Sayonara
Yeah!
Blood, sweat, and tears through the years
Now the newfound fame, I call it karma
These niggas bipolar, I'm who they love to hate
Praying for my downfall,
now they chalk it up to fate
I chalk it up to chalking up the plate that I spray
Peyton Manning,
Arm & Hammer with the plays that I make
NFL,
that's no * loss It's a great defense,
makes an even better
offense Push!