This is a song about "Bombshell hot girl"

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

Girl you're hot for days like secondhand coal.

Thinking they hot as can be,

Looking at your money

You feel it from your head to your toes

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Ryan spits hot fire

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Hot like florida sand bitch

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

At bunker hill hot summer,

The ice ain't really nothing to her