Jalenboe - 2 Hot

Yung nigga hot yeah i’m 2 hot to handle
Switching my bitches like channels
Niggas be hating it don’t really matter
Long as my pockets just keep getting fatter and fatter
Run up on me ima blast ya
Turn ya to casper
Fuck on yo bitch alil after
Fuck it i ain’t got no manners
Lets go run these bands up
I’m wit the gang they can’t stand us
I’m wit the gang and we ready to act up
Back up, you is a lame i can’t dap ya
She give me brain anytime that i ask ha
You gotta pay for a convo that’s backwards
I had to grind and go get it
Y’all smokin midget
No we can’t match is ya trippin?
You worried bout me like i’m one of yo bitches
I started this shit, so you know i aint quittin
Before i was rapping i been pulling bitches
Im eskimo bros with a lot of my niggas
It’s crazy we treated it like competition
That shit kinda childish but fuck it we did it
No waka flocka but oh yeah let’s do it
Benjamin Franks only thing i’m pursuing
My foot on the gas but it feel like i’m cruising
I know ima make it, be patient and prove it
Cash, tryna add up not subtract
Racks, keep a bankroll in my lap
Faxs, keep it a stack never cap
Lack, never lackin keep a strap

Written by:
Jalen Wilson

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