Young Thug - Hot Boys Intro lyrics

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Go Free my n***a Turk he out now shoutout to the hot boys Panoramic roof fit my new Bentley, see the stars Red STR8, Red Bentley and red jeeps I got them hot toys You hot like Wop and pot but tell the truth you know you're not boy f**in' around with lames that's how lil scooter got shot boy These shooters been well trained enough, they missed a lotta shots boy I'm Mr show off showing it all cuz Gucci got a lot boy She miss 8ball she snort a lot a lotta bloody snot boy 100 pounds i took that sh** cause i'm cream of the crop boy Got so much money hiding in this sh** and get this sh** just riding boy My lil' boy been spoilin' man, you know that boy is rotten boy I'm from down south say i'm country, b**h, but i'm not pickin' cotton boy Riding around in my bentley i'm like mothaf** a top boy Rolly pollie on my wrist my n***a cause i can't wear no Swatch boy I paid 150000 for the Rolex gold clock boy Me and thug keep showing golds man we feel like we the Hot Boys They call me Big Gucci Big Guwop when i drop my hard top Call me Gucci me slick Gucci when i drop my drop top If you ain't down with Brick Squad n***a youse a have-not Man we showed out in the parking lot And we could shoot out the parking lot k** a n***a for a parking spot So sad your friend got chopped up Ain't gonna show remorse at all so i leave a smoke a whole quap Mojo truck like 7 feet tall that boy be ballin a whole lot Me and [?] taking money you know me we gonna send shots [Verse 2: Young Thug] Drop top baby. y'know n***a gotta be seen In the drop top baby, with birdman, I know you heard me That b**h cost like $2 million and 800 bands I'm a stunna man Got 6 slugs in a top Now hundreds man this commas man Free my n***a lil boosie a**hole like Trae the Truth They caught me riding in a benz with slim Now them b**hes wanna give me they coochie Now im spitting like im mothaf**in' thoothless Thats cuz im mothaf**in' toothless $2,000 for every tooth in my mouth now b**hes say i'm talkin too ruthless Bi-Bi-b**h you're a rat like rufus. Last year I was screaming free Lil Tunechi Now I'm in Hit Factory with Little Tunechi Skateboard on dueces Makin' nothing but movies My favorite gun is a UZI Hot boys but this ain't a movie Shoot his a** in his head Leavem dead Y'all get this verse for curly head Hot boys hot boys hot boys hot I'm my motherf**in' spot We ain't shooting nothing but f**in; Glock Ain't this is not a jam now we can buss it at cop