Make It Hot

We spin a block on a oppa and if they don’t see us you know I’m reversin/
Shawty was makin a show for the gram, so I had to tell her it’s curtains/
I never be politicing wit my mans, cuz they be same ones who lurkin/
Lil homie said he wanna get me Chanel, I told him come back wit a birkin/
Let my chain hang/
Free all my dawgs in the chaingang/
These rappers be claiming they gang bang/
(!)But when comin to feds they would sang sang/
In a foreign I’m switchin these lane lanes/
I’m dripping for times it would rain pain/
And it’s RIP Pop, tell all my opps, if they want my spot gotta aim aim/ So

Don’t make it hot/
Don’t make it hot when I pull up/
I heard them youngins got the drop so now I got my hood up/
I’m never talking to a cop, run up wish you woulda/
When I walk in the spot, everything stop/ So

I’m from BK where it’s litty/
In the Ps but ain’t never met Diddy/
Diamonds dancin you would think it was shiggy/
Nother hitta on my line said he miss me/

Won’t get a text back or a post up/
And ya ex mad they a whole dub/
If you want-smoke imma roll up/
Pull up close range in a rover/ (like... hollup)

What’s all that subbin about/
All my youngins be really movin wit them keys, the way they would run in ya house/

I’m the best in my city but times two/
Marry money is something that I do/
They still look up to me but I’m 5’2/
From the East where them shawties would line you/ So

Don’t make it hot/
Don’t make it hot when I pull up/
I heard them youngins got the drop so now I got my hood up/
I’m never talking to a cop, run up wish you woulda/
When I walk in the spot, everything stop

YOUNG DEVYN