Joel - Hot Lyrics

Bitch I'm hot
You feel my fire keep your hands off my mother f*cking pot
Bitch I'm hot better pray I don't pop
Say you with me I'ma tell them that you not
Better watch the clock
Your 15 running out see you at the next bus stop
Third degree burns when you step in my shop
Hit you up if I ever want to flop but bitch I'm too hot
You feel my fire keep your hands off my mother f*cking pot
Bitch I'm hot better pray I don't pop
Say you with me I'ma tell them that you not
Better watch the clock
Your 15 running out see you at the next bus stop
Third degree burns when you step in my shop
Hit you up if I ever want to flop but bitch I'm too hot
Back on this beat and I can't play around
Too many hours just to craft this sound
To calm my nerves gotta roll me a pound
Hell hounds nigga just guard my crown
Follow my lead why you think I glow
Stepping on niggas from the heel to the toe
Don't ask me questions when you already know
I really get 2 it this wha I do it 4
Back nigga and I stack nigga
You just lame you can't heal dat nigga
Justified for this murder
Cause I like to play get back nigga
F*ckup a beat then write in fact nigga
Got some bars been saving for dat nigga
Show you my mind bitch it's too late a'int no goin back nigga
No Disney shit if I put one cent In the music still gotta make the penny proud
Swimming in yal opinions with such ease call that surfing the crowd
Walkn oxymoron I'm so quiet but I stay with some loud
F*ck yal approval look in the mirror and tell that nigga I'm proud
Don't lack with it man I'm stacked with it
Niggas funny they Bernie mac'n it
This a gift and I'm just rapping it you the shit start tic tac'n it
Man my flows they so elaborate you start stealing and I'm toe tagging it
Want my groceries man start bagging it trying your best and I ain't mad at it
Bitch I'm hot
You feel my fire keep your hands off my mother f*cking pot
Bitch I'm hot better pray I don't pop
Say you with me I'ma tell them that you not
Better watch the clock
Your 15 running out see you at the next bus stop
Third degree burns when you step in my shop
Hit you up if I ever want to flop but bitch I'm too hot
You feel my fire keep your hands off my mother f*cking pot
Bitch I'm hot better pray I don't pop
Say you with me I'ma tell them that you not
Better watch the clock
Your 15 running out see you at the next bus stop
Third degree burns when you step in my shop
Hit you up if I ever want to flop but bitch I'm too hot
And I'm back in and I made the beat & I'm rapping
Double trouble like I got a bad twin
If I was behind that's past tense
Moving forward you has been
No recycle you so trash bin
Can't help your ass stop asking
Wipe off my mistakes nigga napkin
No backtracking
Please don't mind my flows
I'm having fun and I'm standing ten toes
Planting my seeds and watching the grows
Your dream girls might be the hoes
Better keep track better get you some goals
Your brain dumb and I swear it get slowed down
Show me somewhere I can really go make me a profit
Cause right now I'm feeling so owed
Taking flight on my shit true to size my dreams fit
You a clown right legit you a bitch how you throwing a fit
Don't need no hype my shit rocking f*ck who a'int feeling this shit
I'm giving up sike f*ck luck check the temp cause I'm warming up
Bitch I'm hot
You feel my fire keep your hands off my mother f*cking pot
Bitch I'm hot better pray I don't pop
Say you with me I'ma tell them that you not
Better watch the clock
Your 15 running out see you at the next bus stop
Third degree burns when you step in my shop
Hit you up if I ever want to flop but bitch I'm too hot
F*ck how you feel
You ain't never gonna climb my hill
Can't nobody come break this shield
Swear these niggas I just don't feel foreal
Bitch I'm hot