Hot Fire

Jump out the pot with it
It’s a lot of eatin' goin' on, not with it
Plan to bring the Wraith out, haters with the way 'bout
I’m tryna find a way out, fuck it, bring the cake out
These niggas Honey Buns, they wanna be my sons
I’m a one-of-one, I’m with the huntin' us
I’m the type of done, I get a runner some
I got that type of charm, might give your mother some
Look here though, ho, you a weirdo
You ain’t the same bitch that you was, you actin' queer, ho
Rest in peace Deer, ho, we don’t drink beer, ho
I’m the only motherfucker that you cheer for
I’ma get it out 'em, this the mob, I’ma put this shit on the mob
I’ma put this shit in the bottle, sell it
I know you niggas just wildin'
I know you niggas is tellin'
I know you bitches is jealous
Worryin' 'bout your melon
We ain’t fuckin' 'round, nigga
Glizzy hundred round, nigga, ayy, ayy
Flamethrower on it, nigga
Tell me, do you get the picture?