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lirik lagu glockboy bobo - got me hot

[intro]
frrt, frrr
(dj mil~ticket)
(goldchains, n~gga)
frrr
(they got wooskii on the mix)
mm
frrr, frrr, frrr
n~ggas got me hot
uh, uh, uh

[chorus]
i walked out the crib, got in a bl!ck~out, lame~ass n~ggas done got my lo’ (grr)
who the f~ck dropped it, though? who the f~ck wanna see me dead? i’m heated, bro
all in my ear like, “blow, k!ll everything, these n~ggas gotta go” (they gotta go)
aborted mission last time y’all came for me, munyun, gotta spend some more (brr)
og nervous for me, say i’m movin’ too fast out here, i’m hurtin’ her (hurtin’ her)
i’m gon’ belt to ass, og, you knowin’ your son don’t give a f~ck (know i’ma bl!ck they ass)
know too much about me, backdoor vibes for sure, they give enough (woo)
how the f~ck you pull up three, four shooters and miss every shot? that sh~t was tough (that sh~t embarassing)

[verse]
put this rappin’ sh~t on hold right now, you know i’m finna play the trenches (know i’m finna play the trenches)
won’t drop another song ’til a n~gga drop, they know i’ma stand on business (business, n~gga)
n~ggas don’t play with me, every time they pull up playin’, i’ma get to bl!ckin’ (frr, frr, frr, frr)
i red tape n~ggas, when i spin, n~ggas don’t get back up, you trippin’
i ain’t been f~ckin’ hoes, my d~ck only been gettin’ hard when i get a lo’ (go)
can’t wait to catch what’s~his~name, put a doc on him, make his fat ass gigolo (grr)
i f~cked jas and mira, they besties, just told jasmine keep it low (shh)
f~ck your shooters, my shooters better, i’ma show you what to do when you get a lo’ (go)
splatt gon’ spin and spin some more, we throw 4s like angelo
i can f~ck on her when i want to, that’s my sh~t, we over, though (we done)
i told bro just throw me an assist, he need me, i’ll be the one to score
cut me off, i couldn’t be faithful, she ain’t wanna feel that sh~t no more
i don’t wanna talk no more, n~gga, spin about it, get in the field, go shot for shot (shot)
then my brodie died, had to go lay two more belts, sh~t, i was hot
how you gon’ slide and balance this rap sh~t, blow? some point, you gotta stop
i’m gettin’ too big in the city, n~ggas wanna knock me off, they want a spot
they think somebody in my circle backdoor, that sh~t hurt my feelings (go)
like who the f~ck can i trust? i thought folks ‘nem wanted to see me winnin’ (winnin’)
it is what it is for sure, until i’m gone, they know i’ma keep on spinnin’ (keep on spinnin’)
ain’t no pushin’ peace ’til he gone, they let me walk, it’s a lot more k!llin’
[chorus]
i walked out the crib, got in a bl!ck~out, lame~ass n~ggas done got my lo’ (they got me hot)
who the f~ck dropped it, though? who the f~ck wanna see me dead? i’m heated, bro (heated)
all in my ear like, “blow, k!ll everything, these n~ggas gotta go” (frrt, frrt)
aborted mission last time y’all came for me, munyun, gotta spend some more
og nervous for me, say i’m movin’ too fast out here, i’m hurtin’ her (uh~uh)
i’m gon’ belt to ass, og, you knowin’ your son don’t give a f~ck
know too much about me, backdoor vibes for sure, they give enough
how the f~ck you pull up three, four shooters and miss every shot? that sh~t was tough

[outro]
d~mn, frrt, frrt, frrt
n~ggas missed every shot, hmm, frrt, frrt, frrt

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