Testo Gotta Question - Hotboii
Testo della canzone Gotta Question (Hotboii), tratta dall'album Double O Baby
Cut the fan on
Double O, lil' baby
Lovin' on no lady
Lady, oh
Lovin' no lady (Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
I got a question
Why everybody act like I owe them somethin'? (Owe them somethin')
Ain't talkin' money
They miss me with it, don't want discussion (Want discussion)
When I was bummy, these bitches see me, be so disgusted
But now I go shopping, no budget, I came up from nothin' ('Thin')
At the bottom, when it was me, no fucks given (Fucks given)
Check out how the tables done turned, now I'm the man (I'm the man)
Jumped in the game and put 'em on the bench (Put 'em on the bench)
Never see shit for what they want, see shit for what it is (Is)
Smoke with me, can you handle? (Handle)
Gang full of stoners, we animals (We animals)
My flow sick, probably got cancer (Got cancer)
'Cause I like when hollows eat humans, is that cannibalism?
They say, "Hotboii, can you live here without a pistol?"
No, I can't, 'cause if an opp catch me, they tryna zip somethin'
Say why I took off? I couldn't wait, now they dyin' to catch up
I remember I was doin' shows when nobody was in the club
Gettin' tired of fuckin' these hoes, can I get a little love?
Say if I hit her raw, then that's a million-dollar fuck
But I can't slip at all, don't care if she soaked, ain't slippin' up
I got a question, why everybody act like I owe them somethin'?
Ain't talkin' money, they miss me with it, don't want discussion
When I was bummy, these bitches see me, be so disgusted
But now I go shopping, no budget, I came up from nothin'
At the bottom, when it was me, no fucks given (Fucks given)
Check out how the tables done turned, now I'm the man (I'm the man)
Jumped in the game and put 'em on the bench (Put 'em on the bench)
Never see shit for what they want, see shit for what it is (Is)
Now the judge wanna indict me, I found another way to get rich
Say the world gon' end in fire, so I put flooded on my wrist
Shots fired, no bodies droppin', can't afford another miss
Although that money come with power, still your problems gon' exist
I'm on fire, check my degrees, but I ain't got no scholarships
I don't be cappin' in my raps, I tell you exactly how it is
Just like I said in "Anonymous," when it be beef, can't coexist
Swear he gon' die, run down in here, gon' show an opp just how it feel
And when you walk in the trap, excuse the odor (Odor)
Dropped it, it came out right
Ain't usin' too much soda (Too much soda)
My baby boy turn one, he gettin' older (Gettin' older)
I went Johnny Dang and now I'm cold as Minnesota
I got a question
Why everybody act like I owe them somethin'? (Owe them somethin')
Ain't talkin' money
They miss me with it, don't want discussion (Want discussion)
When I was bummy, these bitches see me, be so disgusted
But now I go shopping, no budget, I came up from nothin' ('Thin')
At the bottom, when it was me, no fucks given (Fucks given)
Check out how the tables done turned, now I'm the man (I'm the man)
Jumped in the game and put 'em on the bench (Put 'em on the bench)
Never see shit for what they want, see shit for what it is (Is)
See shit for what it is
Double O, lil' baby
Cut the fan on
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Writer(s): Shane Lindstrom, Nicolas Berlinger, Javarri Walker
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