BLUUDEYES - HT AS HELL !

{Intro}
Bitch, it's hot as Hell, bitch, it's hot as Hell, bitch, it's hot as Hell
Bitch, it's hot as Hell, bitch, it's hot as Hell, bitch, it's hot as Hell
Yeah, yeah, ayy

{Verse}
Bitch, I'm finna pour up, finna pour up like a deuce
Yeah, Rick Owens track boots, finna go and climb the moon
Yeah, your bitch want to fuck on me, I told her, "Baby, cool", yeah
Put her in expensive clothing if she my boo, yeah, R-O-N, undercover
Your ho' sucking dick, but you still calling her your love
Yeah, what's up on my toes? Expensive hiking boots
Heard you talking shit, but I don't even know you
Your bitch finna clean me up, she not for you and hysteric
And I got le grande blue
And I'm finna tell your ho' to meet me at rendezvous
And she doing Cocaine and I'm sipping purple goop, huh, yeah
.762 finna fuck shit up, huh, yeah
We up in the function, we fucking shit right up, yeah
She did too much X, she can't even wake up, yeah
You talking too much, shut the fuck up, huh, yeah
Said he want smoke, okay, then it's up, huh, yeah
Put dick in her mouth, get her to shut up, yeah
.762 finna fuck shit up, huh, yeah
Told her, "Baby, I don't fall in love", huh, yeah
Put my dick right up in her guts, huh, yeah
Fuck her friend, now she hate my guts, huh, yeah