This is a song about "Hot gurl"

I though i was red hot

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

I fucking hate this job

Get it hot in the pot

And muthafuck the quota

My led hot like arizona/

I'm falling from god and it's hot

We dig the plot and never bury pot

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

Weielded knife to slice ya flesh open an pour out like a gurl was

I fathered the game, feel like i'm watching my sons floss

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop