Hotline Freestyle Lyrics

Yeah, it's been a minute

Gotta hit your line

The hot line

Look, shawty got her own vibe, she don't need a man

I can tell cause she don't hesitate to leave a man

She need a nigga like me to be holding her down

Because the niggas she fuck with, they be holding her down

You'd rather argue with these bitches on Twitter

He a real goof, niggas say he putting down, but there's no proof

You ain't caught me in a minute, what's your high line like

These niggas coming for you like no stop sign, right

Damn, gassed up and you a freak too

I feel your vibe, baby, just lift it up and I'ma peek through

When your nigga get the trip and I'ma slide

Pennies to the side, ain't no holding back

Because you know it's been some time where you been at

I know you miss the way I used to beat it up and been at

Phone on DND because we don't need no distractions

And that pussy killer, girl, that's just fatal attraction

Hope you ain't got a nigga, nah, that's probably where you been

Know we used to benefit of us just being friends

That came to an end, reminisce of hotels that we was staying in

When I would kill it, baby, make the news like CNN

Or make your close friends

And when you swallow, girl, you used to be my throat friend

Just tell that nigga that you was asleep when you really out with me

Let your hair down, I ain't seen you in some weeks, damn

Fucking like rabbits and shit

And when I'm pounding you too hard, you get to grabbing and shit

You like it rough because you ain't never fucked with no gentle man

I used to let you come first because I'm a gentleman, damn

I used to slut you out

I love the way you rolled my dick until I nutted out

And now to see you cuffed up when you was just my fuck-fuck

I used to do the hole-in-one, baby, no talking putt-putt, yeah

But tell me what's your sign, and I'ma tell you mine

And if I hit your line, baby, please do not decline

Because I need you on top of that place you love to ride

Because you the MVP, baby girl, you notarized

And what about that shit we did for fun, boo

Used to make you bust back-to-back like my gun do

Talk about that shit all on the TL

But you know when I call that we gon' link on the DL

And won't even DM because I'm not your follower

I'm just a nigga that you know you love to swallow up

And when I hit you know that my niggas can't follow up

I make you sing, baby, like you at the Apollo, huh

Yeah, throat, baby

Every time we do it, it be so crazy

When I'm inside of the booth and you blowing up my phone

And you saying you miss me, you want me to come home

Late at night, baby, when I slide through

I'ma eat it up like it's a drive-thru

Ass shots got me sucking on your thighs, too

And I love the shit you doing with your eyes, too

Yeah, ride it till I bust

Nah, ride it like a bus

Yeah, and you know it's trust

You don't tell your nigga because you know we love to fuck

Yeah, no odor

You be on the henny, do that shit sober

Trick or treat, Halloween, girl, it's October

And you know I like that shit when you come over

Light the candles, you got it waxed

And that thing, hitting it from the back

And if I nut, baby, that's a plan B

Yeah, that's a plan B

That's a plan B

That's a plan B

That's a plan B