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young abdulleh - all hot no mild lyrics

[intro]
habash
this is for chipotle
this is for kaito, this is for my boy vince
this is for hector garay junior the third

[verse 1]
san bruno, triple espresso
i heard these b-tches still wear ecko
how hard you gotta flex, hoe
i feel like kaito, i am the hero
hating -ss n-ggas can’t cop these timberlands
when i was 6 i used to draw pictures of p–pyland
cause i take a dump on all of you n-ggas
i’m a f-cking weed head, i know at age 40 imma be dead

[hook]
all hot, no mild
we goin back to back

[verse 2]
let me turn the volume down, said the music too loud
haters can’t hear me now
cause the white community can’t f-ck with me
eating vegetables and eating broccoli
doing f-cking laundry, with the asian b-tch upstairs
she’s like “i don’t even care”
sucking on harambe’s d-ck when he’s dead
where are all my friends
wasted up at ascot, i’m just waiting at the bus stop
waiting till the cops come cause the cool kids think they’re on one
but imma study with my buddies
get degrees my parents paid for
so what you throwing shade for

[hook]
all hot, no mild
we goin back to back

[verse 3]
paul johnson is a piece of sh-t
f-ck that n-gga, he’s a f-ckin b-tch -ss n-gga bruh
katarina sanchez, jerimias ibanez, old news
it’s so irrelevant
i’m just getting the party started
harvest these haters from the garden, you’re like james harden
defenseless, how many guys have you had s-x with
all hot, no mild
like your v-g-n-
it’s the f-cking black hole you f-ckin dirty wh0r-
drinking alcohol doing drugs and smoking weed
and these n-ggas ain’t from the mothaf-ckin’ streets

[hook]
all hot, no mild
we goin back to back

[verse 4]
chipotle every single day
shoutout to my boy vince
my best friend, my homie
chicken bowl with brown rice and the black beans
don’t be charging me for guac, n-gga
i’m back in the brae, back making hits
my name is chris brown, swing my fist at a b-tch
i’m an -ssh0l- and i don’t give a f-ck
hard work and dedication, get your education
get your f-ckin’ mind right, look at how the time flies
27 years old and you’re still a senior in high school and you still hit on freshmen?
like what the f-ck man? what the f-ck is that n-gga? get your f-ckin’ life together bruh

[outro]
your order today is a total of $10.82
would you like a receipt with that?
oh yeah, umm, we forgot to charge you on guac because
cause you’re my homie

- young abdulleh lyrics

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