I Miss Lil Hot

[Intro]
(Fire this bitch up, Hulk, gang)

[Chorus]
Huh, can't keep the heat off a nigga, I been goin' too crazy
Huh, pop out with 40 or better, we don't do the .380
Learned how to move better with my money, broke nigga, I ain't let shit change me
White boy pop out the cut, Slim Shady
Hit his grandma with a bus, he don't pay me
Tub full of dog shit, fuck the opps, we all rich
Hope he know his sister can fuck all night, that ho a dog bitch
I'm on the set, can't be accessible, don't sit down, call in
We ain't worried 'bout y'all shit, me and my bro, we all in

[Verse 1]
That nigga cap, he ain't gon' do it
I got some slime that come out the sewer
Know some young niggas that'll bust your trollin'
This the shit that you do in the field, we do it
Nigga been out with a bitch, I been coolin'
Whole 'nother thot tryna see what I'm doin'
Bitch, I'm gettin' money, don't worry 'bout how I'm movin'
My face been like all 'round the world, I been coolin'
Think I got a guard for the opps, need shooters
If I ain't have a meal, nigga, I'd eat noodles
Got me some money, bought my mama a poodle
She don't like when I ride with the Glocks in the Uber
I don't like to sip the drank hot, get the cooler
Pop shit on my own, I ain't got to get the shooters
Young nigga shit, paid five for the scooter
Y'all niggas gon' die if we slide, we brutal
Damn, miss the older times in life
Know this shit gettin' hard, my nigga, but it's gon' be alright, huh
Hot, you left me scarred, my nigga, but you in a better life
Can't be 'round none of my boys, I know that that shit there ain't right

[Chorus]
Huh, can't keep the heat off a nigga, I been goin' too crazy
Huh, pop out with 40 or better, we don't do the .380
Learned how to move better with my money, broke nigga, I ain't let shit change me
White boy pop out the cut, Slim Shady
Hit his grandma with a bus, he don't pay me
Tub full of dog shit, fuck the opps, we all rich
Hope he know his sister can fuck all night, that ho a dog bitch
I'm on the set, can't be accessible, don't sit down, call in
We ain't worried 'bout y'all shit, me and my bro, we all in

[Verse 2]
Huh, ran through a hundred thousand when I got out, let's make a toast
If we can't put no more guns inside the car, we'll bring a boat, huh
You ain't want none the bros to fuck your ho, so what you bring her for?
Cut the bitch off, you can go get another one, you really don't need her, though
Huh, call up the Young Crew to step on 'em, I guess that's what the big B's is for
Huh, my nut on her face what I left her and she on her knees, now she need to go
My card on the table, tried to take her a pic and she think I ain't peep the ho
Ho tryna buck, she trippin', I fuck around, try to sleep the ho, uh

[Chorus]
Huh, can't keep the heat off a nigga, I been goin' too crazy
Huh, pop out with 40 or better, we don't do the .380
Learned how to move better with my money, broke nigga, I ain't let shit change me
White boy pop out the cut, Slim Shady
Hit his grandma with a bus, he don't pay me
Tub full of dog shit, fuck the opps, we all rich
Hope he know his sister can fuck all night, that ho a dog bitch
I'm on the set, can't be accessible, don't sit down, call in
We ain't worried 'bout y'all shit, me and my bro, we all in