Hot In Here

[Intro]
(What you think, B?)
(Want a little bit of ah-ah and a little bit of ah-ah)
(Mir made the beat)

[Chorus]
Finna slide through and transform, feel like Mani Gorman
I just bought a four of purple juice and I ain't even pour it
My old bitch sell kitty kat, shoutout lil Dolores
I might have to pull the move, bitch, I'm finna score
Aye, nigga, it's getting hot in here
Make this bitch give it up, she selling twat in here
Free the Hundun, baby, shoutout lil Mir
What the fuck that bitch say? I ain't even hear

[Verse 1]
Like what the fuck that bitch say? Baby, come again
She suck my dick with two hands, I'm finna cum again
I left earlier, came back, I'm finna cut again
She was a whole lashеr, she selling butt again
Bitch, I feel like Santan, shoutout Joе Kay
I might beat this bitch up, I had a long day
It's getting hot in here, told this bitch go the wrong way
She selling twat in here out the way, shoutout [?]
Bitch, I feel like [?], shoutout [?]
[?], that's my only job
Have my lil brother pull the move, I don't need to rob
Couple niggas from the Westside, they used to bang the Mob
But I ain't gon' speak about it
I just lost my dead pack, I'm finna tweak about it
How you lose 30 something K and never speak about it?
That nigga said he on my head, nigga, see about it

[Chorus]
Finna slide through and transform, feel like Mani Gorman
I just bought a four of purple juice and I ain't even pour it
My old bitch sell kitty kat, shoutout lil Dolores
I might have to pull the move, bitch, I'm finna score
Aye, nigga, it's getting hot in here
Make this bitch give it up, she selling twat in here
Free the Hundun, baby, shoutout lil Mir
What the fuck that bitch say? I ain't even hear

[Verse 2]
What the fuck that bitch say? I don't even know
Southeast, Nightinghanistan, 21-Double-0
On a murder mission, skeezy on, 'bout to pop the door
Aye, double back, I just seen that nigga at the store
Lil bro, bang a left, I seen him walking out
If you tryna tax me for the bowls I'ma talk him down
If I can't talk him down I'ma rob him for like every pound
I feel the murder in the air, nigga, lay down
Tag something, lash something, you ain't lash shit
That nigga think he really getting on with ProMag sticks
I was on the road on I-5 with four fat bitches
I'ma get rich or die trying 'cause it's that serious
They ain't got no more Zemis, I don't even know
Bruh said something in his language, I shot up the store
I'm in here punching in, I ain't even wrote
Bitch, it's like my fifth album, I feel like the GOAT

[Chorus]
Finna slide through and transform, feel like Mani Gorman
I just bought a four of purple juice and I ain't even pour it
My old bitch sell kitty kat, shoutout lil Dolores
I might have to pull the move, bitch, I'm finna score
Aye, nigga, it's getting hot in here
Make this bitch give it up, she selling twat in here
Free the Hundun, baby, shoutout lil Mir
What the fuck that bitch say? I ain't even hear

[Outro]
I don't even know
Bang a left, I seen that nigga walking out the store
I'm Nightinghanistan, Southeast, 21-Double-0
I feel the murder in the air, nigga, get low
I feel the murder in the air, nigga, come again
Bitch suck my dick with two hands, I'm finna cum again
I'm finna cum again
I'm finna—I'm out