Hit the spot Lyrics

If I'm inna spot I gotta knot

Couple bands to throw away

If I get the drop shit don't stop

Turn a hot spot to a cold day

Tryna put rocks in my watch

Middle of summer snow day

And I don't get clocked by no thots

If she want me nigga no way

Pull out the lot we up top

Guaranteed we go up

Stuck his hand in the pot end up getting shot

Backstabs make me throw up

Bad lil bop imma get in that box

Skizzys bae we go up

Take one more shot my liver might rot

This my life nigga so what

Imma tryna cop me a coupe and double the bands they don't understand for real

I don't be checking my phone I never be home so don't make a plan for real

She always watching my stories she all on my body she move like a fan for real

I shouldn't pay it no mind but it's just facts she know I'm the man for real

Tryna upgrade my wrist

Tryna upgrade my clique

Tryna upgrade my bitch

Tryna go all out blitz

See me outside no pics

Ya website gettin no clicks

Strong just copped my fit

I gotta problem I never could leave em alone

Pour up whatever I need me a little bit of something to get in the zone

I know she pressed 'bout nothing all the time I've been on the road

Should've just stayed on the road

If I'm inna spot I gotta knot

Couple bands to throw away

If I get the drop shit don't stop

Turn a hot spot to a cold day

Tryna put rocks in my watch

Middle of summer snow day

And I don't get clocked by no thots

If she want me nigga no way

Pull out the lot we up top

Guaranteed we go up

Stuck his hand in the pot end up getting shot

Backstabs make me throw up

Bad lil bop imma get in that box

Skizzys bae we go up

Take one more shot my liver might rot

This my life nigga so what

I know my niggas is proud of me

Fuck all the niggas that doubted me

Money on me like a lottery

Bitch imma star 'cause I gotta be

Nigga die for attempting a robbery

If I'm inna spot I gotta knot

Couple bands to throw away

If I get the drop shit don't stop

Turn a hot spot to a cold day

Tryna put rocks in my watch

Middle of summer snow day

And I don't get clocked by no thots

If she want me nigga no way

Pull out the lot we up top

Guaranteed we go up

Stuck his hand in the pot end up getting shot

Backstabs make me throw up

Bad lil bop imma get in that box

Skizzys bae we go up

Take one more shot my liver might rot

This my life nigga so what