Shit gettin' brazy on my side
Gotta keep a few Glocks in a hot rod
Light up your block call it Hot Wheels
Cookin' an op like a hot meal
I pop a nigga don't pop pills
Yeah these niggas be cappin' they not real
I tell my young nigga get him, he slide on your block with a chop in his denim
F*ck with me I keep a gllt too
My bitch, just copped her a pistol
New magazine what's the issue
I'll spin your block in a rental
Can't f*ck with these niggas 'cuz niggas be cappin'
These niggas don't rap what they been through
I spent a rack on my jacket you know that I'm jackin' Big 4z till I can't move
And I'm at your door like the rent due
My camp post up, bring a tent through
And I never f*ck with a new nigga, I knew you was off when I met you
I wack a nigga then hop on the first flight out from New York to Cancun
And I'm bringin' yo' bitch with me got the white wrapped around her chest like a bandu
What you saying I don't understand you
Keep a drum like I'm bringin' a band through
And I don't do foreigns I stay with the gang
That's ten niggas so we bringin' a van through
Niggas act like they sendin' out shots but I know that they knot like a Bantu
Never stepped foot int the field, He lied, that shit a fantasy no Fan Duel
Shit gettin' brazy on my side
Gotta keep a few Glocks in a hot rod
Light up your block call it Hot Wheels
Cookin' an op like a hot meal
I pop a nigga don't pop pills
These niggas be cappin' they not real
I tell my young nigga get him, he slide on your block with a chop in his denim
F*ck with me I keep a gllt too
My bitch, just copped her a pistol
New magazine what's the issue
I'll spin your block in a rental
Can't f*ck with these niggas cuz niggas be cappin'
These niggas don't rap what they been through
I spent a rack on my jacket you know that I'm jackin' Big 4z till I can't move
Jay Fadeaway - Hot Wheelz Freestyle Lyrics
Jay Fadeaway - Hot Wheelz Freestyle Lyrics
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Shit gettin' brazy on my side
Gotta keep a few Glocks in a hot rod
Light up your block call it Hot Wheels
Cookin' an op like a hot meal
I pop a nigga don't pop pills
Yeah these niggas be cappin' they not real
I tell my young nigga get him, he slide on your block with a chop in his denim
F*ck with me I keep a gllt too
My bitch, just copped her a pistol
New magazine what's the issue
I'll spin your block in a rental
Can't f*ck with these niggas 'cuz niggas be cappin'
These niggas don't rap what they been through
I spent a rack on my jacket you know that I'm jackin' Big 4z till I can't move
And I'm at your door like the rent due
My camp post up, bring a tent through
And I never f*ck with a new nigga, I knew you was off when I met you
I wack a nigga then hop on the first flight out from New York to Cancun
And I'm bringin' yo' bitch with me got the white wrapped around her chest like a bandu
What you saying I don't understand you
Keep a drum like I'm bringin' a band through
And I don't do foreigns I stay with the gang
That's ten niggas so we bringin' a van through
Niggas act like they sendin' out shots but I know that they knot like a Bantu
Never stepped foot int the field, He lied, that shit a fantasy no Fan Duel
Shit gettin' brazy on my side
Gotta keep a few Glocks in a hot rod
Light up your block call it Hot Wheels
Cookin' an op like a hot meal
I pop a nigga don't pop pills
These niggas be cappin' they not real
I tell my young nigga get him, he slide on your block with a chop in his denim
F*ck with me I keep a gllt too
My bitch, just copped her a pistol
New magazine what's the issue
I'll spin your block in a rental
Can't f*ck with these niggas cuz niggas be cappin'
These niggas don't rap what they been through
I spent a rack on my jacket you know that I'm jackin' Big 4z till I can't move
Gotta keep a few Glocks in a hot rod
Light up your block call it Hot Wheels
Cookin' an op like a hot meal
I pop a nigga don't pop pills
Yeah these niggas be cappin' they not real
I tell my young nigga get him, he slide on your block with a chop in his denim
F*ck with me I keep a gllt too
My bitch, just copped her a pistol
New magazine what's the issue
I'll spin your block in a rental
Can't f*ck with these niggas 'cuz niggas be cappin'
These niggas don't rap what they been through
I spent a rack on my jacket you know that I'm jackin' Big 4z till I can't move
And I'm at your door like the rent due
My camp post up, bring a tent through
And I never f*ck with a new nigga, I knew you was off when I met you
I wack a nigga then hop on the first flight out from New York to Cancun
And I'm bringin' yo' bitch with me got the white wrapped around her chest like a bandu
What you saying I don't understand you
Keep a drum like I'm bringin' a band through
And I don't do foreigns I stay with the gang
That's ten niggas so we bringin' a van through
Niggas act like they sendin' out shots but I know that they knot like a Bantu
Never stepped foot int the field, He lied, that shit a fantasy no Fan Duel
Shit gettin' brazy on my side
Gotta keep a few Glocks in a hot rod
Light up your block call it Hot Wheels
Cookin' an op like a hot meal
I pop a nigga don't pop pills
These niggas be cappin' they not real
I tell my young nigga get him, he slide on your block with a chop in his denim
F*ck with me I keep a gllt too
My bitch, just copped her a pistol
New magazine what's the issue
I'll spin your block in a rental
Can't f*ck with these niggas cuz niggas be cappin'
These niggas don't rap what they been through
I spent a rack on my jacket you know that I'm jackin' Big 4z till I can't move
Writer: Jordan Morris
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