Hotshot

Ima sinner stackin like a breadwinner

Steak dinner i take her out but she a giver

Big triller rollin like a money printer

Gettin tired baby conversations gettin thinner

New bitch fuckin on the low

Spendin all the money liquor n the gold

I been drinkin out the bottle feelin wavy in my bones

I been thinkin bout the models shawty feinin for the snow n now she callin me a

Hot shot, whippin out the addy ina drop top

Lost cause, people make assumptions like a jump shot