Hot Rox Lyrics

Yea yea

Bitch I know I'm hot, like a rock, cult following

Selling grams and smoking blunts behind the local Jolly Greens

Molly fiend, so much green, they don't even know the scene

I'm working on a new track, call it Flowers and Nicotine

Pop like rocks, fuck yo crocs

Fuck around, make make my shit go Pop

Out of sight, you ain't right

Hit it twice, the bitch ain't tight

Talk yo shit, I might fight

Hit yo eye and lose yo sight

Hit my dance, expensive pants

I used to be broke but now I'm in France

Had an opportunity, yes I took the chance

Like Paul Glantz, I made a lot of money, and it's funny

I got a lot of hoes but no honey

Bro you dummy, if you really think I'm quitting then you tripping

I ain't thrown up no C's I ain't cripping

I kick a girlie out cause she bitching

I got a lot of guns, yea I'm clicking

Got the heat up in my hands, boy I'm gripping

I be trappin, but I'm white like the Clintons

If you don't like my music then don't listen

We do a lot of shit, but I ain't snitching

Hoes be triching