Supa Hot ft. Rebelz Lyrics

Brand new AMIRI’s, can’t hold all these 50’s

Pulled out the bank, took the bank teller with me

Hit up the mall now she talking bout Fendi

Feeling like Bart cause i told her to eat me

I got the Jwet talking hundreds and fifties

Walk past ya hoe now she walking right with me

Lambo the truck, tell by the engine

VVS on me they, kick like a midget

Splat

I Fuck that hoe in that back

Her shit tight like plaits

H-ot just like match

Smoking on gas, niggas that’s packs

I got two passports, anywhere I visit

Smoking extendo’s, I’m short like a midget

This a S-Class not CLA 250

I’m all bout my business, I gotta stay busy

Hit from the back in the Cadi’ dont lack

Was servin’ the teachers in school, thats a fact

Extendo right on me i keep it intact

Lil hoe she run track told her run the throat back

I was broke back then, I’m up now she miss me

Put dick in her mouth, hoe don’t blow me no kisses

She get Stimulated when I get the Stimmy

That Dior Dior, or that Gucci and Fendi

This aint simulation boy this a real semi I be with them Haitians and they gone ride with me

I was dead broke man them hoes aint fuck w me i put down the Gucci and picked up the Fendi

Them boys wanna be me but really they fear me still true to the game still signing them titties

I been getting to it so i keep it on me ima real Nigga God dropped all the phonies

Cash talk, don’t need I.D

Fuckin’ with me, drip like I.V

Ridin’ with my Zoes, sayin’ C’est La Vie

Nigga, where the Jwet? Don’t play ‘round me

She had a ménage and I’m right in the middle

We on the top floor, in a condo in Brickell

We big on big, you Lil on little

That 808 hit like a 42 Whistle