Yungstaxx, Clipzz - HOTHEADS Lyrics

Yea, It's Clipzz
I don't think they heard me nigga
I said It's Clipzz
It's Clipzz
It's Clipzz
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Bitch, I'm a hot head
Nigga I can't play no games
And watch his body drop dead
Go pick ya mans up you gon' lay with him
Put em' In that coffin
And that money callin
Coughing
Smoking gas exotic, yeah
Running up that sack I need a milly in my bank bitch
Young and reckless nigga, smoking sour, smoking dank bitch
You ain't gang, familia
Ya face is unfamiliar
Bill gates, ran a billy up
Yeah we gon' turn the city up
Yeah I'm riding for my niggas anytime they got a problem yuh
When I walk in yeah I look just like a bag I got some prada on
I be clapping for my niggas when they do it, yeah I'm proud of em'
These niggas fake, these niggas snakes, we catch em we kill all of em'
Bitch I got Dior for scent but I smell like exotic
Bring the blunts and bring the bitches, yeah we love to party
You fuck with one you fuck with all of us, we like the army
I pop one then I pop another one I feel exhausted
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah
You can't see me through these tints
Bitch I want it all I take what I'm gon' get
You a rookie I'm a vet
I done told em' we on top
Now we gon' prove we next
Fuck a bank account I'm stacking money in that shoe box
I keep two glocks this bitch gon' send yo ass straight to the gulag
That's a big glock, we hit him it's gon' smoke him like some hookah
Bitch I'm chewing up this beat it's bouta blow like a bazooka
Strip club, dollars raining
Big gun, hollows banging
Big funds, all I'm chasing
Dripped up, like I'm bathing
Bitch what, what you saying
I'm gon' get it I know I'm patient
Me vs you there's no debating
I'm gon' make this milly out my basement
All my niggas making money they can't tell you who is who
They say we some animals, made it out the jungle, out the zoo
Just got in the stu and we won't stop until we breaking news
You can't even be on our level if there's two of you
Who is you? We don't know
Took ya bitch into the crib and layed her like a finger roll
Stand behind, pick and roll
It's Staxx and Clipzz, he hand the beat to me that's like a give and go
I got a nice lil White bitch on my line she let me motorboat
Bitch, I'm a hot head
Nigga I can't play no games
And watch his body drop dead
Go pick ya mans up you gon' lay with him
Put em' In that coffin
And that money callin
Coughing
Smoking gas exotic, yeah

Yea, It's Clipzz
I don't think they heard me nigga
I said It's Clipzz
It's Clipzz
It's Clipzz
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Bitch, I'm a hot head
Nigga I can't play no games
And watch his body drop dead
Go pick ya mans up you gon' lay with him
Put em' In that coffin
And that money callin
Coughing
Smoking gas exotic, yeah
Running up that sack I need a milly in my bank bitch
Young and reckless nigga, smoking sour, smoking dank bitch
You ain't gang, familia
Ya face is unfamiliar
Bill gates, ran a billy up
Yeah we gon' turn the city up
Yeah I'm riding for my niggas anytime they got a problem yuh
When I walk in yeah I look just like a bag I got some prada on
I be clapping for my niggas when they do it, yeah I'm proud of em'
These niggas fake, these niggas snakes, we catch em we kill all of em'
Bitch I got Dior for scent but I smell like exotic
Bring the blunts and bring the bitches, yeah we love to party
You fuck with one you fuck with all of us, we like the army
I pop one then I pop another one I feel exhausted
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah
You can't see me through these tints
Bitch I want it all I take what I'm gon' get
You a rookie I'm a vet
I done told em' we on top
Now we gon' prove we next
Fuck a bank account I'm stacking money in that shoe box
I keep two glocks this bitch gon' send yo ass straight to the gulag
That's a big glock, we hit him it's gon' smoke him like some hookah
Bitch I'm chewing up this beat it's bouta blow like a bazooka
Strip club, dollars raining
Big gun, hollows banging
Big funds, all I'm chasing
Dripped up, like I'm bathing
Bitch what, what you saying
I'm gon' get it I know I'm patient
Me vs you there's no debating
I'm gon' make this milly out my basement
All my niggas making money they can't tell you who is who
They say we some animals, made it out the jungle, out the zoo
Just got in the stu and we won't stop until we breaking news
You can't even be on our level if there's two of you
Who is you? We don't know
Took ya bitch into the crib and layed her like a finger roll
Stand behind, pick and roll
It's Staxx and Clipzz, he hand the beat to me that's like a give and go
I got a nice lil White bitch on my line she let me motorboat
Bitch, I'm a hot head
Nigga I can't play no games
And watch his body drop dead
Go pick ya mans up you gon' lay with him
Put em' In that coffin
And that money callin
Coughing
Smoking gas exotic, yeah