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lirik lagu hot lil nigga – jaah slt

[intro]
jeez dawg watch back (s*l*t)
then a b*tch
what? n*gga what?
stop, alright we go
(oh yeah ab)

[chorus]
i’m a hot little n*gga in the booth
you’re really not on your sh*t, tell the truth
but level, well i’ll never smoke a booth
i be hiding, in the b*tch like the sun is the roof (god d*mn)
got my pet from the west [?] south
you’re a b*tch anyway
how are you talking out your mouth?
i don’t speak for nun of these n*ggas
[?]
n*gga want no beef, he just want a lil clout
[2nd chorus]
i’m a juco dropout
turned to a standout
racks in the safe, i never had a handout
n*gga from the sticks
so i had to take the wrong route
started from the back
now a n*gga what they’re talk about
get back, get back
can’t even with the kick back
bro took off, n*gga get it finna catch that
s*r*t, he ain’t even on the sket pack
rich young n*ggas can’t wait from the back, back
(wait, wait, bleugh)

[verse 2]
lil ten toes down
but i got a little eh
cause i like zodiacs
wanna tryna break her back
i’m a rich young n*gga
getting top in the drop top
five on the ten, when i nut
i finna hot bot
shout out to haley, chloe?
one of them
i ain’t tryna f*ck
i’m just really trying to be your friend
if you’re knocked down, god d*mn
then i understand, back to the drawing board
n*gga finna try again
[bridge]
going back on my sh*t (this n*gga going crazy)
hundert for the eighth (i knew you were crazy)
boy shout out to mylaya (n*ggas in such pain)
i’m a hot little n*gga, go crazy
ten foe, let’s go thirty in the clip hole
i was nineteen when i went copped the ex though
trap pit, pats hoe, sorry i got a text though
if you got a problem, on god you can let me know
(woo, woo, woo)

[2nd*chorus]
i’m a juco dropout
turned to a standout
racks in the safe, i never had a handout
n*gga from the sticks
so i had to take the wrong route
started from the back
now a n*gga what they’re talk about
get back, get back
can’t even with the kick back
bro took off, n*gga get it finna catch that
s*r*t, he ain’t even on the sket pack
rich young n*ggas can’t wait from the back, back

[pre*chorus]
back on my sh*t (this n*gga feelin crazy)
you ain’t really on sh*t (n*gga going crazy)
tell a n*gga he a b*tch (n*gga crazy, real sh*t)
what?!
[chorus]
i’m a hot little n*gga in the booth (god d*mn)
you’re really not on your sh*t, tell the truth (god d*mn)
but level, well i’ll never smoke a booth
i be hiding, in the b*tch like the sun is the roof (woo)
got my pet from the west [?] south (woo)
you’re a b*tch anyway
how are you talking out your mouth?
i don’t speak for nun of these n*ggas
[?]
n*gga want no beef, he just want a lil clout

[outro]
what? (ha, ha, ha)
n*gga what? (ha oh)
n*gga what? (haha)
n*gga what? (this sh*t got [?], now we know
sh*t like hold on, let me do this sh*t one more time)

- jaah slt

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