Its Dark & Hell Is Hot Lyrics

(Woah, ok)

Ash done fell on my jeans, cozy rick stay on my person, woah

(Woah)

(Check it)

Ash done fell on my jeans, got some cozy rick it stay on my person

Bound to pop the cleanest, steppin' on necks i'd assume that it's hurtin'

Money callin' my phone, i'm tryna take you home, baby is we flirtin'

It don't mean a damn thing, I could live without it but i'm busy workin'

This ain't really my scene, tower views over Lakeshore it's perfect

Baby why you causin' scenes up in Ruth Chris, what the fuck is the purpose

I been havin' weird dreams, it's the end of times and about that i'm certain

First I take the red key, start to cut deep in traffic like a surgeon

Pretty pretty please I need more Str8's

Trackhawk jeep, I take it over the Wraith

Trust in Jesus and I stack my pape'

Always make sure keep my head on straight

Tryna play me like "Boo Boo the Fool"

Honestly I recommend "try less"

Niggas lame and they got nothin' to do, one uppin' keep my eyes on the stats

I was never born to fold under pressure, 'cause pressure get you diamonds on yo' chest

One for all I do it for my posse, I am able to adapt under stress

Make motion with no type of discretion, say i'm cappin' that's a hell of a stretch

Trust keep that shit locked in a box, you broke the key and stranded me in yo' mess

(Yeah)

Make it make sense lil baby, walkin' out the bank like Payday

I be outside, turnin' shit up, we ain't goin down no mayday

Do you understand, comprende

Duckin' crazy hoes like Daedae

Do it for my patnas, my people, my folks, yeah I do this for my gente

And the way I move, excelente

I'm so 'bout my cash, I don't need to speak, I walk in this bitch and they pay me