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sha ek - still on hots lyrics

[verse]
so, y’all thought i was done? n+gga, i was in the field
lil’ bro pops died, we had to shoot him, n+gga, i was on that drill
everything k, y’all know my name, 1040+k, we don’t f+ck with that gang
tidda and bobby, those are different strains
we went to harlem and let that sh+t bang
and i’m still on hots, bend through the lo to go test out my chop
i could never dead it with the flocks, since chii dead, we tryna k!ll his pops
like, y’all n+ggas already know me, i let off 24, like i’m kobe
joke on mdot and john glo got shot in his face, that’s why n+ggas wanna troll me
me vs me, that was garbage, now that n+gga got me started
your sister just had a kid, she a bop, so i know shе don’t know who the father is
i’ma carry this sh+t for the x, facе of the bronx, y’all better show respect
and i f+ck with some n+ggas in brooklyn, but they know who really doin’ best
they say: “smokin’ on zelly, and smokin’ on noah,” now i gotta drop the f
he ain’t wanna come fight on my block, he ain’t wanna link up with the tec
smokin’ on nunu, n+gga, that n+gga punchin’ the best
i should’ve boomed you, n+gga, i should’ve put you to rest
i’m tired of all of this fake sh+t, n+gga, i only f+ck with the mitch
baby, i’m sanctioned, they be thinkin’ that i’m crip
after i d+ck her down, she like: “you better not slip”
free my 60hs, i had them smokin’ on jayripk
like, that sh+t was crazy, shout out ciggy, squashed it with the babies
i got low when the bros tried to taze me
you be dumb, if you pull up and shave me
have my eyes closed when they play me
but nothing they did that would faze me
free cj goon, that n+gga shoot like mcgrady (grrah, grrah, grrah)
but now let’s get back to the claffys
how y’all stuck up in douglas, but y’all be out here tryna rap beef?
i be smokin’ on nay, jay5ive, i got your lo’
all of these opp b+tches doing d+ck, they be f+ckin’ all my bros
rpt+k, them n+ggas dirty, them n+ggas always share clothes
i gotta watch what i say on that line ’cause the feds out here tappin’ our phone
i’m like, “pass me the lotti, i’m tryna get in my zone”
i can’t go out like keys 13, he should’ve never left home

- sha ek lyrics

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