Souljaristic ENT - Hott Heat (feat. Lit Lando, Kamo & MyCall Sixtysix)
We get lit up in church
We be kicking it in the club
We gone keep spitting that fire
Till we burn it all up
So Hott
You want that Hott Heat
So Hott
We got that Hott Heat
So Hott
We come with Hott Heat
So Hott
We be lit up in church
We be kicking it in the club
We gone keep spitting that fire
Till we burn it all up
So Hott
You want that Hott Heat
So Hott
We got that Hott Heat
So Hott
We come with Hott Heat
So Hott
Who got that fire?
I got that fire
Who got flame?
I got that flame
Kamō he hired you
Why he hire you
To do you thang
So do yo thang
They said you retired
They said I retired
They said you was fired
I never got hired
They said you was wired
I never was wired
And I don't get tired
The game done changed
Who said it changed?
It's just some new names
What are they names?
Who can you blame?
There's no one to blame
It's a no brainer
Create your own lane
So you can look at me and start peepin'
You can see that I'm seekin'
Like Moses did in Exodus
When his people needed a lil leadin'
Now I thank God that I'm eatin'
I was down bad now I'm achieving
I looked over at lil bruh & he looked liked he believed it
So Imma take him down to that altar
Why?
Cause I know he need it
If I can do it then you can do it and we can do it thru Jesus
We get lit up in church
We be kicking it in the club
We gone keep spitting that fire
Till we burn it all up
So Hott
You want that Hott Heat
So Hott
We got that Hott Heat
So Hott
We come with Hott Heat
So Hott
We be lit up in church
We be kicking it in the club
We gone keep spitting that fire
Till we burn it all up
So Hott
You want that Hott Heat
So Hott
We got that Hott Heat
So Hott
We come with Hott Heat
So Hott
Souljaristic up in the building
Got that Heat gotta stop that killing
Steal and snatching souls
Over tracks facts over feeling
Hundred deep when we step in the set
Heat got errbody dripping wet
Glossy like you dipped in sweat
Cross me might get hit with the left
Step on stage rock the spot spitting lyrics bout quarter to nine
Drinks on us drunk in the spirit turning water into wine
Why these cats up in my face up in the club wanna fight me
Amazing Grace how sweet the sound that saved a thug like me
Now you know our name
How we spit that game
Now you know we bring that fire that heat we lit we spit them flames
On me, on God, on squad no pain
Your soul don't go that fire those flames
Niggaz be hopping on sluts
Sluts be dropping they butts
But they scatter like roaches in the dark when we light the club
Scrubs be running out of bounds
It's my ball it's my turn
Give me the torch and watch me burn
Watch this pro create like sperm
We bringing it Hott
So Hott
That we bubblin' up
When they check our temperature
It is gonna be up
So Hott Heat
No confusion
No admittance anywhere
Cause our levels are up
We bringing it Hott
So Hott
That we bubblin' up
When they check our temperature
It is gonna be up
So Hott Heat
No confusion
No admittance anywhere
Cause our levels are up
Written by:
Jarrod Jones, Orlando Arthur, Ozee McCollum
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