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prodby.tim - Hotshot Lyrics
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Yeah, she wanna vibe with me
My demons inviting me
Shawty said where my designer piece
I gotta go check in the mail
Got a lot to lose, can't fail
Bang, bang, bang, make em go to hell
Hot shot, yeah, bitch, I prevail
Fire on my hip, gotta tip the scale
Blue hunnids on top of the bed
Foreign whip, yeah, you know what I'm sayin, sayin
Yeah, these drugs help me keep me sane
Brace up, bitch, you know I ain't playin
Took a few shots, that shit got me swaying
I feel like a zombie, I want your brain
Yeah, I'm smokin' on different strains
Imma stay in my lane
Girl, I got feelings for you that I can't contain
Yeah, I'm livin' life great, I can't complain
All white forces on my feet, like cocaine
Fat pockets on me, yeah, okay
Don't trip, homie, yeah, don't play
Better slip, don't you overstay
Cross me once, now you my prey
I gotta go on, I can't stay
Yeah, I gotta go on, I can't stay
Every time you leave, you turn the skies gray
Yeah, she wanna vibe with me
My demons inviting me
Shawty said where my designer piece
I gotta go check in the mail
Got a lot to lose, can't fail
Bang, bang, bang, make em go to hell
Hot shot, yeah, bitch, I prevail
Fire on my hip, gotta tip the scale
Blue hunnids on top of the bed
Foreign whip, yeah, you know what I'm sayin, sayin
Yeah, these drugs help me keep me sane
Brace up, bitch, you know I ain't playin
Took a few shots, that shit got me swaying
I feel like a zombie, I want your brain
Yeah, I'm smokin' on different strains
Imma stay in my lane
Girl, I got feelings for you that I can't contain
Yeah, I'm livin' life great, I can't complain
All white forces on my feet, like cocaine
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Yeah, she wanna vibe with me
My demons inviting me
Shawty said where my designer piece
I gotta go check in the mail
Got a lot to lose, can't fail
Bang, bang, bang, make em go to hell
Hot shot, yeah, bitch, I prevail
Fire on my hip, gotta tip the scale
Blue hunnids on top of the bed
Foreign whip, yeah, you know what I'm sayin, sayin
Yeah, these drugs help me keep me sane
Brace up, bitch, you know I ain't playin
Took a few shots, that shit got me swaying
I feel like a zombie, I want your brain
Yeah, I'm smokin' on different strains
Imma stay in my lane
Girl, I got feelings for you that I can't contain
Yeah, I'm livin' life great, I can't complain
All white forces on my feet, like cocaine
Fat pockets on me, yeah, okay
Don't trip, homie, yeah, don't play
Better slip, don't you overstay
Cross me once, now you my prey
I gotta go on, I can't stay
Yeah, I gotta go on, I can't stay
Every time you leave, you turn the skies gray
Yeah, she wanna vibe with me
My demons inviting me
Shawty said where my designer piece
I gotta go check in the mail
Got a lot to lose, can't fail
Bang, bang, bang, make em go to hell
Hot shot, yeah, bitch, I prevail
Fire on my hip, gotta tip the scale
Blue hunnids on top of the bed
Foreign whip, yeah, you know what I'm sayin, sayin
Yeah, these drugs help me keep me sane
Brace up, bitch, you know I ain't playin
Took a few shots, that shit got me swaying
I feel like a zombie, I want your brain
Yeah, I'm smokin' on different strains
Imma stay in my lane
Girl, I got feelings for you that I can't contain
Yeah, I'm livin' life great, I can't complain
All white forces on my feet, like cocaine
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Writer: prodbytim ‎
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Language: English
Length: 2:24
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