The Hotspot

[Intro]
Minkzy
It's LR baby, it's LR boo
Ay
You are now locked in to Pacman TV
Free all my niggas

[Verse]
I'm a star in the war
Made yutes feel the force from the blade when I push it in
Drag it out raw
You're, wet and your gang ain't bad
They really got splashed, why you talkin' for?
Psycho, tapped, bro-bro spin that whip
Before I see him get up from the floor
If you lack man then he's gonna endure
We always try go to the hotspot, then try Pacman
Gang love spray like shore
Chat loose three times, --- got bored
You was stoppin' your organs from goin' on the floor
Me and bro took walks on your block
Out searchin', but them boy ain't about
Then kway, kway in the trap with a pack
LeetotheVI, got break this down
Cats tryna chat and have deepspеaks
Chill, just give us one week and we're out
Switch that spot fuck gettin' locked down
That's breakfast packs and take-me-out
Who's that? --- for the whip, get bowed
Should've joined your friends in the memory file
Move back, I ain't playin' around
Civilians gettin' involved, gettin' down
Man's felt can't control when I'm wild
I turned psycho when my demons out
Gyally on me tellin' me she can hack this
She an actress like Linda Powell
Dicked her down, she was screamin' out
Dipped my man, he was screamin' out
On what glide you ain't ridin' out?
Splashed your bro, RNS should've drowned
Trap, mash bro, gotta bang your town
If you on man, on gang, don't be lackin'
Stab him, doubled it up then we're bouncing
See a Boogie with the hoodie your drownin'
Skid, skkrt from jakes, we swervin'
Free Squeezo, LD, we love purgin'
--- the block --- we swervin'
If you fuck with them, get drenched
Go ask your friend, me and gang should've earthed him
Sweet one wan' ride
She don't even know what I done fore I met her that night
Back that sword like met her that's nice
Can't lie, I do love when I bore these guys
I want more blood like Richie Spice
Me and gang's on violence, bored down ---
But we tried to make my man fly
And he still chats, he's fried
I know they want me, can't lack, grip dat
Lightwork, make a man sit back
Facts, no cap, it don't matter 'bout weights
When I push my blade straight through a six pack
This splashed ---, got left by his lads
--- Got smoke, now we smoke on a man
He gave verbal, now he don't cos he's ash
Out tryna catch them, I feel like I'm Ash
Bangers get mazed, still slide with the mash
Say when did I get stay good that mash
Still pull up in a dinger, bam, bam, don't dash
And I swear to God that nigga be frassed
Lil' man should've stayed in his fuckin' gaff
It's mad, cah now he's in a box like fags (What?)
It's mad cah now he's in a box like-
All the lyin' on tracks ain't cool
Cah now we gotta state how we catch these fools
Sauce, slip get put in a morg
We're drillin' in Russian, we got down ----
Ooh, --- got left in a pool
He should've died but he lived by the Lord
They came to my block, they know what we're on
Here comes trouble like Michael Moore
LR, baby, so she throw it back
How can you be bae when you're movin' mad
You know there's no one that can do it like man
So if you say so, better know that's cap
Shout out my bro, that's RM Sav
He loves it like me, loves to tape in flats
Wet, bro wet man in his plaits
Wet, bro wet man in his plaits