HotNigga

Hot Nigga (DatPiff Exclusive) - Problem/Bobby Shmurda

Lyrics by：Problem

Composed by：Problem

Young chachi be that hot n***a

Even my sister's with the s**t I seen her sock n***as

D cole fiends suck it up like popsicles

Young gunnas pull up busting off a tricycle

Clear the scene turn your block into a ghost town

They all gone all you talkin' to is ghosts now

No losses n***a all we know is victories

Need a pound I had him meet me right on Century

He said how much you got I told him barry bond

Loud and it's boomin' s**t is cherry bomb

Do my stuff take a flight I'm on american

First class three ounces in the carry on

B***h I been the n***a since the fifth grade

When I ran up on big Jason with the switchblade

He scared to death bro bro you can smell the s**t stains

Not 'cause I'm hard

I had to prove his a*s was b***h made

I'm hungry I wonder what your b***h made

She cooking

Key word we ain't bothered by the shift change

Diamond lane republic all in NY thuggin'

My guys jeezy and young and mase swoop up in something foreign

Hop up in them 'raris then we smash out

Just see your b***h behind she got her passed out

Five figure discount before I take a handout

Park the 'raris we about to pull the lams out

Free miller though young cracking my n***a hoota

Release date coming soon I pray you see it sooner

Young nick rollin' up J's my n***a lucky sleep

My new b***h push a jeep I f**k her twice a week

No we don't do felice my meals is takeout

Stash rules put more in than what you take out

We out here clocking feragamos with the lace out

B***hes watching like the police on a stakeout

Yo n***a you's a mark like sanchez

Cali king I ain't talking 'bout no mattress

And your b***h a ho I treat her like a sneaker show

Had her on the king coming like a week ago

I'm Chewy I'm some hot n***a

Like I talk to shyste when I shot n***as

Like you seen him twirl then he drop n***a

And we keep 'em nine millis on my block n***a

And monte keep it on him he done dropped n***as

And trigger he be wildin' he some hot n***a

Tones known to get busy with 'em glocks n***a

Try to run down and you can catch a shot n***a

Runnin' through these checks 'til I pass out

And shorty give me neck 'til I pass out

I swear to God all I do is cash out

And if you ain't a ho get up out my trap house

I been sellin' crack since like the fifth grade

Really never made no difference what the s**t made

Jaja taught me flip 'em packs and how to maintain

Get that money back and spend it on the same thing

Shawty like the way that I ball out

I be gettin' money 'til I fall out

You talkin' cash dog I goes all out