"Hotboy Flow!" lyrics

(Come on, yeah) How the Hot-Boys and the Dart Gang come get you (Come on, huh, yeah)
My Glock keep runnin' outta shots I had to extend it (I had to extend it, yeah)
Slide on the block
Jump out boys
Fuck that shit let's get 'em (Fuck that shit let's yeah)
Fuck that shit let's get 'em (Yeah, come on)
I know they gon' miss 'em (Come on)
They like: "iayze done let that fame hit 'em" (Yeah)

I done came up like 2, 3 times
And yo ass still in the same picture (Same, yeah)
How you know we was gettin' that money?
And now yo ass can't hang with us (No way)
She want Chanel and Dior
I'm like: "Okay bitch let's get it." Get it
Block we spinnin' (Yeah)
That lil' boy better mind his business (Yeah)
Hit that block we spinnin' (Bitch, come on)
That lil' boy better mind his business (Come on)
They hop in the car and this shit not tinted (Come on)
The whole damn gang stand tall on ten (Come on)
I done came up lil' bitch I'm in it (Okay)
I done came up but this shit took a minute (Come on, come on)
How the Hot-Boys and the Dart Gang pop a oxy (They pop a oxy, yeah)
I be runnin' round with my stick bitch I ain't boxing (No I ain't boxing, yeah)
Hit that shit sweet, fuck around and have 30 gon' pop 'em (He gon' pop 'em, yeah, yeah, come on)

How the Hot-Boys and the Dart Gang come get you (Come on, huh, yeah)
My Glock keep runnin' outta shots I had to extend it (I had to extend it, yeah)
Slide on the block
Jump out boys
Fuck that shit let's get 'em (Fuck that shit let's yeah)
Fuck that shit let's get 'em (Yeah, come on)
I know they gon' miss 'em (Come on)
They like: "iayze done let that fame hit 'em" (Yeah)

Huh, th- same, yeah
No way
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Bitch, come on