G Herbo - Hot n***a (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] I'm so hot n***a I'm so high n***a [Verse] G Herbo, I'm some hot n***a Before I started rap I used to pop n***as Maskey told me "Lil bro chill out cause you got hitters" Get this money and we gon' be at the top with you But you still can catch be up on Ess** block n***a Smoking dutchies and Murch Money got that Glock with him We No Limit, that's 150, we got all the b**hes They n***as hating that's the reason they want problems with us All the new opps, they don't know us Lil Herb don't rap beef, n***a blow somethin' And you might catch me by my lonely, I'mma keep it on me Check the news, I heard somebody went to sleep for Kobe And I'm leaning right now, b**h, I'm sipping codein I been the same, I been g**ning since I been a shorty I been f**ing grown b**hes since I been a shorty Run through that check like last month forgot I spent a sawdy I went through a hundred thousand that's without a deal I'm 18 and I don't give a f** about a deal People ask me all the time, "You on the block for real?" Sometimes I stay up in the crib cause fo' n 'em down to drill And they ain't shooting for no legs, fo' n 'em tryna' k** If I put them shooters on yo' a** then you dying for real And b**h, I'm always in the field, Roc Block where you find me 15 hundreds in my jeans, all my j**elry shinin' 30s in them .40s all my n***as slidin' Riding through the opps, all them n***as hidin' Don't let them tell you that they out there, man, them n***as lyin' Met some of them n***as and free all my n***as doing time Matter fact free G Gills He doing 20 in the feds cause he didn't squeal Free Bruce, free Breezy ho Free Slick and Crazy James, they some demons ho Vito City, that's the team low Pistol gang, yeah, we keep them hoes Glizzies with them 30s and them beams low Run up on us and we squeezing ho Lil Bro too trigger happy, he gon' squeeze some mo' b**hes wait in line for pictures when I leave my shows Only got a couple minutes, take a couple flizzicks Finesse a b**h right to the trunk and now she s**ing dizzick After I get what I wanted you gotta do fo' n 'em She told me that she ain't want to, said she that she don't know them You don't wanna turn up b**h, you don't know me anyway You ain't tryna top off bro n 'dem get out on the E-way All my n***as, we be running b**hes like a relay s**er n***as beefing over b**hes, we can't relate Why you mad at me my n***a? That b**h p**y funky You buy her all type of sh** and I don't give her nothing She probably like the way a n***a stuntin' Thumbing through these twenties, fifties, hundreds This sh** ain't nothing, man, I'm still a youngin' And I never been a stain, run up on me and I'm drummin' Never catch me with no lames, all my n***as goblins All I hang with hustlers, k**ers, robbers You a lame, took your chain, my lil' shorties starving We got aim, don't get banged, you a f**in' target Kobe Squad, that's what we are Six forties riding round, we in 3 cars Flipping through they set, where them n***as at? Caught a body last night, I'on have no time for that And bro n 'dem still lurking, still creeping ho Off lean, they off xans but they ain't sleeping though Tryna' catch another body like a week ago Forgot about that other body, we been drinking ho Leaning ho, all I sip is codeine lil ho Get my dicked s**ed for Kobe while I drink a 4 And if you tryna' catch feelings then you tweakin' ho Ball like I'm Kobe on the way I'm tired of speaking ho Gang [Outro] NLMB, 150 Roc Block sh**, man, you already know how I'm rockin', man Ball Like I'm Kobe the mixtape coming soon, man ain't sh** man Off the top you already know Squad sh**, free all my n***as, R.I.P. all my n***as man G Herbo, I'm some hot n***a