Lul Hade - Hot Hot

(Hade)
(Awwww man, thats the chronic. Don't even worry 'bout it)
Hade hot-hot, Hade drop bet he flop, not
Guarantee Hade pop watch
Hade A1, Hade top notch
Hade hot Prince Zuko, Hade hot but he cool tho
Big boss no Hugo, I'm ice cold call me Pluto
Let the bass drop, Hade spit till his face hot
Getting money till da place hot
They busting in while da pot hot
Click-clack go fa-fa, hush lul nigga wit da ra-ra
Shooting automatic outta fast car, take da noodles off a Rasta(Fa, fa, fa)
Leave em stinking like do-do, Imma old head in this new school
In any clothes I'm too cool, bring Gucci drip to sum FuBu(Fuck Gucci)
These lul pussy niggas need sum tutus
Lean stains on my new shoes, love pain imma loose screw
My bitch a doll into voodoo
I love shorty but she cra-cra(Crazy)
Real brat but thats baebae(My baby)
Super hot like a may day
Eat ha up like she gourmet(Mhmmm)
Beat it up when I'm horny
Pull off Mercedes(Skrrt) like naw bae I can't stay
I gotta make this money(Money)
In my laboratory no Dede, hoes couldn't eat me
Drunk asl is fefe, turnt thot she tt(Turnt)
In da stu going kuku, been had it but how knew(Its crazy)
I could teach these niggas Imma guru
Cinderella Man I got steel shoes
Hade hot-hot, Hade drop bet he flop, not
Guarantee Hade pop watch
Hade A1, Hade top notch
Hade hot Prince Zuko, Hade hot but he cool tho
Big boss no Hugo, I'm ice cold call me Pluto
Sip drank load my S. Wesson
Seeking fa action, I catch em.
It's cracking, niggas be acting
No drama, only want backends(Bands)
No flex in my captions, dats cappin
Heart done turnt cold, what happened
I lost control, start snapping(Rawrrr)
Build a meatroll from trapping
Stay patient, rotating my chicken
Art in my rhymes, my vision
My stanzas, my lines, worth killings
Im making a million I feel it
Too brilliant, no cap, no ceiling(No cap)
Chilling, got hot in da building
2 Villians, its me & Vermillion
Cooking wit pots & wit skillets(Tssss)
I'm on my grind, fuck favors
I'm in my prime, whats greater
Turning my time to paper
Slide wit my slime, dats danger
Ride wit dat iron, we Rangers
Partners in crime, we major
Aint dropping no dimes, we strangers
Fuck cases, da Judge & da baliff(Fuck em)
Dat wolfing, dat talking dont phase me
Not lazy cuz bosses who raised me
My ladies all got they own gravy
All call me daddy, my babies
Dat nigga Lul Hade go crazy
Niggas & bitches both hate me(They hate me)
To player so bitches wont trade me
Niggas on games but im shady(Hadeeee)
Hade hot-hot, Hade drop bet he flop, not
Guarantee Hade pop watch
Hade A1, Hade top notch
Hade hot Prince Zuko, Hade hot but he cool tho
Big boss no Hugo, I'm ice cold call me Pluto
Hade hot-hot, bet he pop watch
Hade top notch, yeah

Written by:
Ephraim Redmond

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