Paroles Hot boy Joey Trap

Hot boy

I can get whatever, tell me where you're at

'Cause they know I'm a hot nigga
Sort a thousand grams before I pop, nigga
Diamonds do they dance on the block with us
Haters feelin' hurt, like I shot, nigga
Yeah, they know I'm a hot boy
Come up on this block, make the wild noise
I ain't talkin' cheese, get 'em chopped, boy
Your bitch on her knees, she want top, boy (Young Rich Squad)

I get it though, I'm lavish
These niggas always mad 'cause the diamonds on me dancin'
I don't mean to brag, but I'm plottin' on the mansion
I'm lookin' for expansion, I'm tryna get my bands in
Need to get your cash up, she's suckin' with her ass up
I don't give a fuck, I'm in the Bentley, I might just pass ya'
Y'all be in the Honda, I eat that Benihana's
I might just get attire, my whip is like a Stallion
Stars up in the Wraith
VVS', bezel face
I just pulled up clean, think a nigga get the cake
Seen a milly on 'fore you niggas got a safe
I done put it in the basement, you never had to faith
I be keepin' bands in my pocket when I walk
Reach for the man and the nigga get the chalk
I got so much bands, wish my bands prolly talked
'Cause I might just need some company chillin' at the top, look (Young Rich Squad)

Yeah, they know I'm a hot nigga
Sort a thousand grams before I pop, nigga
Diamonds do they dance on the block with us
Haters feelin' hurt, like I shot, nigga
I get it though, niggas on the top now
Had to get the Benzerelli with the top down
Got these bitches droppin' panties and they top down
Haha, yeah, I take they top down
I ain't tryna win a GRAMMY, need the Oscar
These niggas is some actors, impostors
I might eat filet up with the pasta
I be smokin' dope like I'm muh'fuckin' rasta, bitch