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Well-Off Kid - Hot-Trash Lyrics



Well-Off Kid - Hot-Trash Lyrics




We got this hot-cash
We got this hot trash
I'm singing like hu
So let's drop it
I'm singing lika a Hot-Trash
Your teenage brain thinks
The world is not enough
At island the you hear me now huh
Dope brain never changes livin so high
So cash that get in that
I got rolly on my own wrist
Gold chain on my neck
I got my money
You keep your money son
Livin 23 I got some march yea
My honey get f*ckin hot trash
You always back cuz
I got some cash yea
You b*tches makes me crazy at all
You will this not inside all
B*tches got Hot-Trash
B*tches cool huh?
I'm singing like a hot-trash
It's midnight again
I'm Ceo again
We sing like a 5 stars
So lest's drop (1-2-3)

When savage n*igga came
So drop it
I'm runnin my own label
Called gold-icon kid
I made the first taste
Now this is second
Hot-Trash (done that)
And I got some profit profit it
I got some cash yea
I own my own style
You get it huh?
Club color
She said the genious now
Look at me now
Party party like Gatsby
You just follow me or live
Palmy Gang (Gang yea)
Young double G with me again
Slay Slay
Singing like a Hot-Trash (Yea Yea)
I got some cash yea
Slay Slay
I'm singing like a Hot-Trash (Gang Gang)
I got some cash yea
Hot-Trash Old Trash
Rich Paper trash
We got a everythink
Well-off need no moods
Well-off kid always loves that shining sh*t
Kid always loves that slayin sh*t
Kid always loves that cash (praaa)
Hey hey drop it
So Drop what I like
You will like
Say it Drop it drop it
Praa
Drop it Drop it
You will like that
You feel the beat
I got Hot-Trash
Did we crush that (huh)
We got hot trash
You love that Hot-Trash
Say like Drop it...
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We got this hot-cash
We got this hot trash
I'm singing like hu
So let's drop it
I'm singing lika a Hot-Trash
Your teenage brain thinks
The world is not enough
At island the you hear me now huh
Dope brain never changes livin so high
So cash that get in that
I got rolly on my own wrist
Gold chain on my neck
I got my money
You keep your money son
Livin 23 I got some march yea
My honey get f*ckin hot trash
You always back cuz
I got some cash yea
You b*tches makes me crazy at all
You will this not inside all
B*tches got Hot-Trash
B*tches cool huh?
I'm singing like a hot-trash
It's midnight again
I'm Ceo again
We sing like a 5 stars
So lest's drop (1-2-3)

When savage n*igga came
So drop it
I'm runnin my own label
Called gold-icon kid
I made the first taste
Now this is second
Hot-Trash (done that)
And I got some profit profit it
I got some cash yea
I own my own style
You get it huh?
Club color
She said the genious now
Look at me now
Party party like Gatsby
You just follow me or live
Palmy Gang (Gang yea)
Young double G with me again
Slay Slay
Singing like a Hot-Trash (Yea Yea)
I got some cash yea
Slay Slay
I'm singing like a Hot-Trash (Gang Gang)
I got some cash yea
Hot-Trash Old Trash
Rich Paper trash
We got a everythink
Well-off need no moods
Well-off kid always loves that shining sh*t
Kid always loves that slayin sh*t
Kid always loves that cash (praaa)
Hey hey drop it
So Drop what I like
You will like
Say it Drop it drop it
Praa
Drop it Drop it
You will like that
You feel the beat
I got Hot-Trash
Did we crush that (huh)
We got hot trash
You love that Hot-Trash
Say like Drop it...
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Length: 3:13
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