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sznkid - hot shot lyrics

[producer tag]
ayo yellow what you cooking up?

[intro]
can you just keep it to yourself?
can you just keep it to yourself?
yourself
can you just keep it to yourself?

[chorus]
ima pop out with them hot shots
whip the kitchen hot pots
ain’t n0body f+cking with me my+
woah
connected like a f+cking hotspot
im a f+cking pop star
i might steal the crown from michael jackson’s throne
this is now my flow
diamonds on me froze
they call me the “chief” like john knox with the dough
swear i’m balling like i’m john ross
give that girl sum backshoots
money stack up to my knees down from my toes

[verse]
keep it to yourself
hiding my money your money is small like an elf
only 5’6 but i reach to the top of the shelf
down on my own
yea i never needed no help
i want gucci and louie all up on my belt
no support from a n+gga support for myself
you was mad that your diamonds were fake yea they melt
you were tryna diss me but they all came unfelt
yea that b+tch worth a penny like she roosevelt
get to the bag
i put on my brothers only if i know you
getting the racks
i put ’em in stacks
the hunnids+the hunnids are blue
i might fly to the moon+
the coolest of the cats
i’m in sp+ce but no coupe
call up the brodie
he really the homie
we double it up to the 2
n+ggas is fishy
n+ggas is sissy
how you gon switch on me dude
yellow don’t play around
money he roll around
all the way till its loose
[chorus]
ima pop out with them hot shots
whip the kitchen hot pots
ain’t n0body f+cking with me my+
woah
connected like a f+cking hotspot
im a f+cking pop star
i might steal the crown from michael jackson’s throne
this is now my flow
diamonds on me froze
they call me the “chief” like john knox with the dough
swear i’m balling like i’m john ross
give that girl sum backshoots
money stack up to my knees down from my toes

[verse]
big pimpin yea you n+ggas real simping huh hey
how i’m living baby stack it to the ceiling huh hey
pack 1
pack 2
pack 3
4
put my diamonds on there’s missing posters for the snow

[outro]
thats just how we living
thats just how we livnig
never livnig livid
got all of these women
none of them are tripping
kick the beat im kicking
designer me im dripping
boy im never slipping
want the money like my name was lisa simpson

- sznkid lyrics

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