This is a song about "Hot bitch"

My led hot like arizona/

My all gold rolly or the

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Spit fire, lava. whatever cause it's hot.

That damier bag i bought her

Ryan spits hot fire

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

Bitch i been hot since tony touch and doo whoop

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

I can only imagine, uncle bob

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

I get my cake; i love hip hop

In the limelight being red hot

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot