Hot Shit

I got range stepping in on some hot shit
Real one in my diagnostics
We dove deep in the waters like moshpits
Check them credentials you know we about it
I go insane on them clowns with my posse
Came out the hood we ain’t know Mr. Rogers
All we knew just was to bag up the product
And we giving hell you can’t beg me to stop it
Been a hood baby like got it
My t-shirt was dingy my hair a lil knotty
Now my fabrics foreign my weed is exotic
Now I’m known to be the one that bring out the party
I’m stepping in on some hot shit, I’m stepping in on some hot shit (2x)
I get the bag lov finessing when it’s neat
Know my nam on the pavement like I built the street
Gotta plug in the west I’m chef’fin in the east
Gotta bag of exotic just up off of features
Only talking to money hey it’s nice to meet you
I’mma collect the offering no I’m not a preacher
I know a couple disciples, no I’m not a deacon
Got some folks that I love but no we is not speaking
Trap by my lonely every other weekend
Too much of that lying and leaching and stealing
Wish I could wake up and go talk to Mama Behling
Wish she could’ve seen all of my siblings and children
Yeah for them run it up know I’m stacking it yearly
I need the Ben Franks I love them motherfuckers dearly
I need this shit automatic like a nigga talking to Siri
See that lame shit from afar I deal with it clearly
I got range stepping in on some hot shit
Real one in my diagnostics
We dove deep in the waters like moshpits
Check them credentials you know we about it
I go insane on them clowns with my posse
Came out the hood we ain’t know Mr. Rogers
All we knew just was to bag up the product
And we giving hell you can’t beg me to stop it
Been a hood baby like got it
My t-shirt was dingy my hair a lil knotty
Now my fabrics foreign my weed is exotic
Now I’m known to be the one that bring out the party
I’m stepping in on some hot shit, I’m stepping in on some hot shit (2x)