CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : The Hotspot
MH Beats
Drill Kartel
Lucii mixed this baby, haha
I run sh*t, I kill for nothing
And I make that some money and deal with the business, don't bring that sh*t to me, again, did you hear me?
You’re now locked into PacmanTV
But why the opps so COVID? Bats, bats
That one's a throwback if you know then you know
Them times there I was talkin' about next man, these times here man’s talkin' about Ghost
He never post in Catty, but he just post his batty for mandem woah
Don't know what happened on Saxon Road
But I know I just gave him a backshot, no homo, but he grabbed his throat (Kill Confirmed)
I was out on the 7, lurkin' me and my bros, my back, my bone
Sh*t got intense when we backed our cheffers
Josh got intense on toes
He must've thought he was savin' Mac D's no happy, no, n***a, no
Count yourself lucky, no triggers blue
We can slide 'round there on a GT-R, no GTA, get swooped
We got corn that’s live, take that out on a drive, now, the paigon’s doomed
We got 45's, take that out in a night, you’re gonna hear this boom
They got porkey pies, salty guys when they get verbal abuse
Jump out quick then finish the function
Most time, I ain't on scuffin', run up on me and I'm dumpin’
Run up on me and I'm dumpin', baow
I got two-nine bars, I'm hustlin' music, got a few bad ones, lost it
Feds on me and my marjay's cussin', and my marjay's cussin'
Fresh from cells, my hair is all picky, an opp got trippy and left him red
PTSD, could a man get yinged up?
Dream about that and get cheffed in bed
Step in the ends like, "Who's on us?"
Big T on the bus got swept and crepped
True I see 'nough man writin' statements
I guess we both need extra lead
But in different ways
When I'm trappin', I don't use Waze
I know this strip like your b*t*h's face
And she's dead, so it's a shame
On the maze, just itch it, bait
Always jump out, swingin' ridiculous blades
Tryna take face off like Nicolas Cage
Tryna take face off like Nicolas Cage
Rip open his stomach, pull out his guts
You don't want war with us
019', we did it on bus
Ten man step, watch all of them dust
One got caught in the Bexley, go ask him, he said "Bus"
JV the wettest one
"Free 'em up" when he's out, get bun
Anywhere man step, I'm violent
F**k Trident, swing my shank on the mains
I don't wanna hear 'bout Bluehills
Claim that gang get dropped on CG mains
Hello? Do you get it? 15 inch man wet it
More than once this beef is way too deep, I could never try dead it
F**k them boy there, stop f**kin' dyin' you pussios
Lucii mixed this baby, haha
Drill Kartel
Lucii mixed this baby, haha
I run sh*t, I kill for nothing
And I make that some money and deal with the business, don't bring that sh*t to me, again, did you hear me?
You’re now locked into PacmanTV
But why the opps so COVID? Bats, bats
That one's a throwback if you know then you know
Them times there I was talkin' about next man, these times here man’s talkin' about Ghost
He never post in Catty, but he just post his batty for mandem woah
Don't know what happened on Saxon Road
But I know I just gave him a backshot, no homo, but he grabbed his throat (Kill Confirmed)
I was out on the 7, lurkin' me and my bros, my back, my bone
Sh*t got intense when we backed our cheffers
Josh got intense on toes
He must've thought he was savin' Mac D's no happy, no, n***a, no
Count yourself lucky, no triggers blue
We can slide 'round there on a GT-R, no GTA, get swooped
We got corn that’s live, take that out on a drive, now, the paigon’s doomed
We got 45's, take that out in a night, you’re gonna hear this boom
They got porkey pies, salty guys when they get verbal abuse
Jump out quick then finish the function
Most time, I ain't on scuffin', run up on me and I'm dumpin’
Run up on me and I'm dumpin', baow
I got two-nine bars, I'm hustlin' music, got a few bad ones, lost it
Feds on me and my marjay's cussin', and my marjay's cussin'
Fresh from cells, my hair is all picky, an opp got trippy and left him red
PTSD, could a man get yinged up?
Dream about that and get cheffed in bed
Step in the ends like, "Who's on us?"
Big T on the bus got swept and crepped
True I see 'nough man writin' statements
I guess we both need extra lead
But in different ways
When I'm trappin', I don't use Waze
I know this strip like your b*t*h's face
And she's dead, so it's a shame
On the maze, just itch it, bait
Always jump out, swingin' ridiculous blades
Tryna take face off like Nicolas Cage
Tryna take face off like Nicolas Cage
Rip open his stomach, pull out his guts
You don't want war with us
019', we did it on bus
Ten man step, watch all of them dust
One got caught in the Bexley, go ask him, he said "Bus"
JV the wettest one
"Free 'em up" when he's out, get bun
Anywhere man step, I'm violent
F**k Trident, swing my shank on the mains
I don't wanna hear 'bout Bluehills
Claim that gang get dropped on CG mains
Hello? Do you get it? 15 inch man wet it
More than once this beef is way too deep, I could never try dead it
F**k them boy there, stop f**kin' dyin' you pussios
Lucii mixed this baby, haha
