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urban legends cult - hotspot lyrics

[chorus]
in the beamer, f-ck yo feature, this the droptop
i don’t vouch for n-ggas, yeah, you know i let my guap talk
b-tch, i put the roof up, yeah, you know that this the hotbox
people wanna link up and connect like i’m a hotspot
i pull up, now the block hot, don’t test me b-tch, the glock hot
i done pop these n-ggas, pop, pop, pop, just like some pop rocks
b-tch, i got the scope, i never miss, i got the hot shot
f-ck around and drink a whole d-mn pint, i make my heart stop

[post-chorus]
i’m the man, make it rain, i’m poppin’ rubber bands
step inside margiela ’cause you know that be my stance
[?] wanna bounce stacks [?] my pants
i just spent four hundred on raf while y’all still rockin’ the vans
ooh

[verse 1]
and don’t you worry where i am
don’t you worry ’bout my city, don’t worry about my plans
b-tch, stop sayin’ you gon’ top me, ho, worry about yo mans
i just poured another four in my liter so f-ck the xans
twelve, they pulled me over, f-ck ’em all, don’t put my hands up
i’m riding in the m3 coupe so f-ck the benz truck
bad lil b-tch on my d-ck, yeah, that’s my dancer
blue bills, blue flip phone, you know, the samsung

[verse 2]
mercedes benz, how i pull up on your b-tch
come through, i hit it quick and then i dip
and i know, b-tches come and go, the money gettin’ bigger
typically, one of these n-ggas f-ckin with ya’
usually i’m for commodity and quant-ty and rackin’ up my property
and stuntin’ on you half–ss n-ggas like it’s a job to me
and honestly, i think it’s the dreads that bring it out of me
don’t test me, pull up with rounds aimed at yo headpiece
that messy [?] in my [?], i’m feeling s-xy
that slow flex, get it right

- urban legends cult lyrics

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