This is a song about "Hot dolla"

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

Bitch got all them booty shots

Damn that bitch is really fucking hot

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

My led hot like arizona/

Tell 'em build a boat like noah

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

In the limelight being red hot

I can only imagine, uncle bob

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Just call me hot skillet

I be on some other shit

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

The chills, the kills, these hundred dolla bills

At bunker hill hot summer,

Huh, i can't interpret her