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b&r - hotboy wes lyrics

[intro: hotboy wes]
mm, yeah, p*ssy, p*ssy, f*ck it, huh
real slime life, n*gga
you know what i’m sayin’? ha*ha
if it ain’t street, it ain’t me
all of that come with that, man
(it’s al*d, baby)

[verse 1: hotboy wes]
pull up srt, it ain’t even much me
n*gga know i stole his b*tch (skrrt, skrrt)
motherf*ckin’ shame how you told that quick
motherf*ckin’ shame how i froze my wrist
lyin’ ass n*gga never sold no brick (never sold no brick)
she ain’t choose up, heard you chose that b*tch
if rapping don’t work, then it’s back to the robbing sh*t
me and my brother on batman and robin sh*t (on god)
glock 22, that’s a part of my starter kit
i make it clap like a audience
these n*ggas started it, speak on the beef, you a part of it
223 hit his arteries (gang, gang)
can’t let these lil’ n*ggas bothеr me
i’m on a plane, gotta charter mе
none of these n*ggas can father me
instagram models massage me, call it monogamy
i run it up like monopoly
[chorus: hotboy wes]
uh, fully, let’s go, pay me the loan
look out, lil’ brother, i’m paranoid (i’m paranoid)
seventy*two hundred my dashboard (dashboard)
she give me that top ’cause i ask for it
used to be on the block, on the crash course
hit a b*tch, not a l!ck, that’s a bad choice
never goin’ back broke, so i fast forward
when you go on that blitz, get a mask for it

[verse 2: hotboy wes]
used to be locked in the slammer, i slept on a sandwich
i never could bond out
now all of these people got palms out, and i’m balling like mike with his tongue out (swish)
i remember when i use to run rocks (on god)
in front of my granny and sh*t
real go getter, ain’t hand me sh*t (no)
n*gga trap for the ho, can’t stand his b*tch (can’t stand his b*tch)
i can’t let ’em murk me, i’m strapped like the servants
these n*ggas be making me nervous (making me nervous)
these b*tches be switchin’, these n*ggas be iffy and they cross you out, that’s for certain (that’s for certain)
i be crying some nights ’cause i’m hurtin’ (i’m hurtin’)
my lil’ brother got life, that’s a burden
break a b*tch ‘fore i buy her a birkin
keep a switch on the bl!ck when i’m lurkin’
rap n*ggas industry, they really envy me, i’m really in the streets
on the streets where the k!llers be, f*ck who ain’t feelin’ me
strap with a stick, they ain’t stealing me (baow, baow, baow)
these n*ggas cap, they be k!lling me
all of these n*ggas be rapping, all of this riftin’ and raftin’ (huh)
all of this dippin’ and dappin’, but i’m ’bout action
i never see him in traffic (nope)
where these lil’ n*ggas be trappin’?
n0body knows (n0body know)
say you lil’ n*ggas ’bout action
n0body knows (n0body know)
i’m from the gutter where n0body goes
hit him up close, i want blood on the pole
i use to pray for a plug on the road
i use to pray for my brothers parole (parole)
[chorus: hotboy wes & bigwalkdog]
uh, fully, let’s go, pay me the loan
look out, lil’ brother, i’m paranoid (i’m paranoid)
seventy*two hundred my dashboard (dashboard)
she give me that top ’cause i ask for it (hey)
used to be on the block, on the crash course
hit a b*tch, not a l!ck, that’s a bad choice (hey)
never goin’ back broke, so i fast forward
when you go on that blitz, get a mask for it (ayy)

[verse 3: bigwalkdog]
better come ’round this b*tch with a passport
he like catchin’ the shots off the backboard (phew)
say, lil’ brother, you dead or you cap for ’em (say, lil’ brother)
double tap all the k!llers, won’t rap for ’em (blrrrd)
go hop off the stage and go see what the trap doin’ (hey)
off the perky, he searchin’ the apps for ’em (hey)
if he snitchin’, he doing what a rat doing
watch a gutter lil’ b*tch do a tax forum
pull up in waco (huh?)
armed with a switch, hotboy got a draco (alright)
where i’m from, it’s a hat or a halo
they make his shirt like he fell in tomatoes
he not the gang, but it’s up if i say so
he pour it up in the blueberry faygo
he hold his nuts, headin’ places he can’t go (bigwalkdog)
in the rain, ain’t doing if it’s same, though (no)
my lil’ aj, he got him a green card (what that ’bout?)
k!llers ball, they gon’ make the whole team star
he just rapping, this sh*t make him seem hard
that lil’ ding*ding, boy, that make him lean far
way before i got signed, i had seen stars
fell in love with the money, got green hearted
looking up at the moment, it don’t seem far
in the middle of the hood sayin’, “oh lord” (let’s go)
[chorus: hotboy wes]
uh, fully, let’s go, pay me the loan
look out, lil’ brother, i’m paranoid (i’m paranoid)
seventy*two hundred my dashboard (dashboard)
she give me that top ’cause i ask for it
used to be on the block, on the crash course
hit a b*tch, not a l!ck, that’s a bad choice
never goin’ back broke, so i fast forward
when you go on that blitz, get a mask for it

- hotboy wes lyrics

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