R-Three - Hot Now (feat. 444BabyGoat) Lyrics

Aye I was born to turn the club up like what it is Been took niggas down about my pape, been like this since a kid
I throw all my 4s, rep my side, don't care about who you is Bitch, I walk shit down, walk shit down, im really bout my biz
Like, bitch, I'm hot, now, naw can't no cooler, calm me down blowing shit, just like a blow dryer, I'm so up, look at me now
Like, bitch, I'm hot, now, been stepped on blocks just like a child Felt like I done hit the lottery, now these hoes done went wild
Like, bitch, im him don't get no f*cks about how you livin' I've been rollin' since a jhit, and can't no nigga say he Crippin
Snatchin' Flags, and i done ran this shit off four times in a week, I'm on they ass And I done crashed out like a car, say take em down trick, grab my mask
Been bout pape, don't f*ck with me, like we won't run all through your crib He been scared of me, he see me, he won't tell shit, cause I'm him
Nigga, four-way livin', don't even try to claim that side if you ain't them Nigga, we been poppin', still lil jits , and to this day, we still trim
And I'm like, top down, you see me, better duck your shit I said, we got Glocks, now we catch y'all, we might bust your shit
I can't feel my face when I'm off drugs, my thoughts be weird and shit And last time that they played with me, this sig done really skint his shit like nigga woah
Aye I was born to turn the club up like what it is Been took niggas down about my pape, been like this since a kid
I throw up my 4s, rep my side, don't care bout who you is Bitch, I walk shit down, walk shit down, I'm really bout my biz
Like bitch, I'm hot, now, nah can't no cooler, calm me down blowing shit, just like a blow dryer, I'm so up, look at me now
Like bitch, I'm hot, now, been stepped on blocks just like a child Felt like I done hit the lottery, now these hoes done went wild
I'm really him, walk with that stick, seen plenty niggas get down aye 3 done ran off with this bitch, I know that nigga pissed off
Aye thugga that told me this shit raw, my partner tweakin', smokin' route four-way posted, this shit hot, my brother told me keep my glock
Can't trust a soul, that's all I know, these bitches hard to sleep around Remember days I ain't had no pole, a hundred shots when we ride
I throw a C's stick to the code, My bro ain't tell, so he righteous I always live inside my head, I ain't got no time for that writing
I think I'm f*cked up by my past, so bae, I'm sorry, I can't treat you right I was down bad on my last, became your favorite trapper overnight
And ma I'm sorry I'm not living right, I'm snatchin' soul, and then I'm snatchin' pipes I throw up 4s until i hit the sky, 3 say f*ck em' cause them niggas pie
Aye I was born to turn the club up like what it is Been took niggas down about my pape, been like this since a kid
I throw all my 4s, rep my side, don't care bout who you is Bitch, I walk shit down, walk shit down, im really bout my biz
Like bitch, I'm hot, now, ni can't no cooler calm me down blowing shit just like a blow dryer, I'm so up, look at me now
Like bitch, I'm hot, now, been stepped on blocks just like a child Felt like I done hit the lottery, now these hoes done went wild