Lyrics Hotboy - Steven Moses
Fuck
me
'cause
I'm
a
hot
boy
Rob
me,
no
you
cannot,
boy
Bands,
baby,
in
my
hands,
baby,
I'm
a
band
boy
Fuck
my
money
up,
'cause
I
can,
boy
And
you
a
cop
boy
Lil
ho
say
I'm
ballin'
now
for
a
block
boy
I
had
a
Ruger,
I
got
a
Glock,
boy
Ayy,
ayy,
skrrt,
skrrt,
ayy
Rich
ho,
she
tryna
fuck
me
'cause
I'm
a
hot
boy
Plotting
on
how
to
rob
me,
no
you
cannot
boy
Bands,
baby,
in
my
hands,
baby,
I'm
a
band
boy
Young
mo,
fuck
my
money
up,
cause
I
can
boy
Double
cup,
I'm
sipping
muddy,
and
you
a
cop
boy
Lil
ho,
she
say
I'm
ballin'
out
for
a
block
boy
Ruger,
I
had
a
Ruger,
I
got
a
Glock,
boy
Dirty,
my
guns
is
dirty,
'cause
I'm
a
hot
boy
Rich
ho,
she
tryna
fuck
me,
she
tryna
suck
me
up
I
don't
give
no
fucks,
oh
wait,
I
don't
give
no
fucks
That
ho
tryna
fuck,
no
wait,
that
ho
tryna'
fuck
That
ho
got
no
love,
no
wait,
that
bitch
got
no
love
Macky
in
the
trunk,
oh
no,
I
just
be
smoking
on
dope
Bitch
you
outta
luck,
oh
whoa,
no,
no,
I'm
never
gon'
fold
I
cannot
see,
I'm
faded,
I'm
fucking
losing
it
Tec-9,
it
got
no
numbers,
it
got
a
cooling
kit
Rambo,
I'm
sending
shots
out
to
your
mans
though
Van
Gogh,
I'm
drawing
doodles,
they
look
like
Van
Gogh
Ten
toes,
I'm
always
ten
toes,
because
they
plottin'
Never
fold,
I
can
never
fold,
I
got
an
army
I
just
brushed
my
teeth
and
roll
up
woods,
I'm
on
vacation,
uh
Undercover
Rick
Owens,
I
just
hopped
off
a
spaceship,
uh
My
plug
got
that
low,
don't
trip,
lil
bitch
we
got
them
crates,
ooh
I
just
pop
three
Percys
and
two
Xannies
so
I'm
faded,
yea
Rich
ho,
she
tryna
fuck
me
'cause
I'm
a
hot
boy
Plotting
on
how
to
rob
me,
no
you
cannot
boy
Bands,
baby,
in
my
hands,
baby,
I'm
a
band
boy
Young
mo,
fuck
my
money
up,
cause
I
can
boy
Double
cup,
I'm
sipping
muddy,
and
you
a
cop
boy
Lil
ho,
she
say
I'm
ballin'
out
for
a
block
boy
Ruger,
I
had
a
Ruger,
I
got
a
Glock,
boy
Dirty,
my
guns
is
dirty,
'cause
I'm
a
hot
boy
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