moneybagg yo & blac youngsta - super hot lyrics
[intro]
(tahj money)
(dmac on the f+cking track)
[chorus: blac youngsta]
frr+frr, f+ckin’ with my gang, you get your shooters shot
commissary, he got put on max since he was super hot
p+ssy n+gga, you might tie your shoes but you don’t shoot your glock
real n+gga, i might f+ck your b+tch and make you super hot
frr+frr, f+ckin’ with my gang, you get your shooters shot
commissary, he got put on max since he was super hot
p+ssy n+gga, you might tie your shoes but you don’t shoot your glock (yeah)
real n+gga, i might f+ck your b+tch and make you super hot (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
[verse 1: moneybagg yo]
f+ck n+gga, i don’t tussle, i’ll shoot you ’cause i’m impulsive (bah)
ridin’ with a controlled substance that can get me in trouble
made a play for fifty in the bentley with a head hunter (thot)
you press charges, i press b+ttons, stеroids, real muscle
uh, uh, took his b+tch, sl+t her out, ooh, hе mad now (ha)
hundreds in my front and back pockets, i’m on they ass now (i’ma smack)
hitech in my carry+on, full of red on a red eye (high)
if they went against me, they either broke or they dead now (b+tch)
gotta know your shooter’s background, can’t just be stampin’ me
infiniti q50 with choppers, that’s what the steppers in
i f+ck you then dismiss you, man, my heart don’t be for every b+tch (can’t)
ridin’ with that heat, 300 blackout with a cooling kit (brr, brr)
[chorus: blac youngsta]
f+ckin’ with my gang, you get your shooters shot
commissary, he got put on max since he was super hot
p+ssy n+gga, you might tie your shoes but you don’t shoot your glock
real n+gga, i might f+ck your b+tch and make you super hot
frr+frr, f+ckin’ with my gang, you get your shooters shot
commissary, he got put on max since he was super hot
p+ssy n+gga, you might tie your shoes but you don’t shoot your glock
real n+gga, i might f+ck your b+tch and make you super hot
[verse 2: blac youngsta]
(gang, gang)
i might f+ck your b+tch and make you super hot (super hot)
i got sixty rounds off in my chopper, i got super shots (super shots)
my lil’ n+ggas thuggin’, shoot your block up, give a f+ck who you shot (who you shot)
i don’t f+ck with opps, i shoot they mami if they super opps (super opps)
ooh, ooh, i keep macaronis in my ‘cuda stock (gang, gang)
last time you ain’t feed your man, he did something, got your shooters shot (brrt)
free kodak, he got put on max since he’s a superstar (free kodak)
that’s a fact, i’m gon’ shoot this mac ’cause i go too r+t+rded (they know that)
free my n+gga keon out detention ’cause he super solid
f+ckin’ with my gang, boy, you get shot ‘fore you get that new ferrari
i just land in dc, i did one show, i got two deposits
i won’t hesitate to set your block up like a supermarket
[chorus: blac youngsta]
frr+frr, f+ckin’ with my gang, you get your shooters shot
commissary, he got put on max since he was super hot
p+ssy n+gga, you might tie your shoes but you don’t shoot your glock
real n+gga, i might f+ck your b+tch and make you super hot
frr+frr, f+ckin’ with my gang, you get your shooters shot
commissary, he got put on max since he was super hot
p+ssy n+gga, you might tie your shoes but you don’t shoot your glock
real n+gga, i might f+ck your b+tch and make you super hot
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