This is a song about "Hot rhymes"

Im so cold but my rhymes are red hot

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

I though i was red hot

Only real niggas stay on top

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

My rhymes are speedy and steamy so hot itll evaporate leaving you to

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Baby girl my stroke official

My rhymes so hot they make the saints sizzle

My led hot like arizona/

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Ryan spits hot fire