Hotshot

Bloodhounds
Vinso
Fuck One Year
Talkin' bullshit, you gon' make me act up
You ain’t on shit, you don’t need to act tough
Stupid little kid, you can call me Forrest Gump
I’m recording hits, 30K in a month
Why these
I got racks, but it’s not enough
Need the cash, need to flip this dough
Choppa sing like la-la-la
Check comin' in, rock it out like it’s federal
Ask me why I need these pills, don’t worry they just medical
Go to fucking feel of a bounce in my chemicals
Go in for the kill, I can see you in my reticle
I just got this drop and your boyfriend on the fentanyl
All you do is flaunt, you should just fucking forget it, bro
I’m a hotshot with this Glock, feel professional
I’ma run it, pop, tell the cop it was ethical
Check comin' in, rock it out, fe-federal
Ask me why I need these pills, don’t worry, me-medical
Go to fucking feel of a bounce, che-chemical
Go in for the kill, I can see you in my reticle
I can never stop, bro it’s money over death
Playin' with the thoughts runnin' around inside my head
Ballin' at the mall, bought you something, can you guess?
Christian Louboutins in the box
I’m the boss to these boys, they resent
Bitch, I feel like Sg, 17 again
If you done me wrong, don’t expect me to forget
Singing all my songs, same room as my bed
Your lips are sweet and I can’t speak
Let me show you what I can be
Prada shoes, we dirty dancing
Feeling so fragile, like Bambi
Talkin' bullshit, you gon' make me act up
You ain’t on shit, you don’t need to act tough
Stupid little kid, you can call me Forrest Gump
I’m recording hits, 30K in a month
I got racks, but it’s not enough
Need the cash, need to flip this dough
Choppa sing like la-la-la
Check comin' in, rock it out like it’s federal
Ask me why I need these pills, don’t worry they’re just medical
Go to fucking feel of a bounce in my chemicals
Go in for the kill, I can see you in my reticle