Wet Cigarette Lyrics

It's too hot

To touch

He's too hot

To touch

All day

All night

I'll wait for you

Raining days

Storming nights

I'll wait for you

Fire in his eyes

Burning

Burning

Burning

Burning

Burning

Hot

As the dust clears

Don't stare bus fare

Kick push like Lupe

On my block who they

Trying shine like new days

Test out this new k ok

So brave advertise

The smoke Joe the camel

Seeing holes like

It's Campbell noodle soup

He's a James bond too

With an James dean coupe

Bases loaded look at Babe Ruth

Watch how bae root

Grab and shoot

Like you owe me money

Oh you funny

They don't love me

You respect the name

When my presence in the game

Like its presents in my name

Don't touch it

It's too hot

To touch

He's too hot

To touch

Oh

All day

All night

I'll wait for you

Raining days

Storming nights

I'll wait for you

Fire in his eyes

Burning

Burning

Burning

Burning

Burning

Hot

Arguments and throwing

Sets where they from

They got shot in both arms

And had to Naruto run

I can shoot the one or shoot

The one who talking so dumb

Like Yasuke everyone

In my clan show guns

Everything gets pass

Customs don't intercept

I coach the hitters on the play

Then i bill a check

Twenty opps seventy seven shots

From this Militech

Told you cyberpunks

Don't log into the internet

Turn L's to scythe's

When you make moves

They all L's like knights

On the board better

Move accord like Honda

Keep the paper

Together like binders

I'm forever nigga can't time us

Told her chop chop like chiro

Practically i gotta hit

The dusty road for the belt

Can't hurt me

But you'll hurt yourself

Get slash for the rock

If i die story writers

Will attempt to steal my plot

Pardon me like Moses

I maneuver through these posers

Bring closure when i expose you

Thought you can play with me

Jumped out

Small soldier

Big trouble in little China

Gotta disappear in Wakanda

Street shit always bring karma

Caught a opp lacking

On a date

Gave em couple punches

Man i couldn't wait

Give the chipped blade

To the blacksmith

TNT when they tune in

To a tough nigga talking action

All day

All night

I'll wait for you

Raining days, storming nights

I'll wait for you

Fire in his eyes

Burning

Burning

Burning

Burning

Burning

Hot

It's too hot

To touch

He's too hot

To touch

It's too hot

To touch

He's too hot

To touch