This is a song about "Hot huy"

Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot

As long as we're cooperating with god

On hot blocks, to pop rocks, hot shots for top spots,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

At bunker hill hot summer,

Just to let you know, you are

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Bitch got all them booty shots

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

Gonna fuck a hot oriental rental

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

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