This is a song about "Hot"

I'm falling from god and it's hot

Living if she is or not

By any means, if ya like it or not

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

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

My led hot like arizona/

My all gold rolly or the

Trip, and then you never snitch

Hot like florida sand bitch

Still hot let's have it wait,

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Damn that bitch is really fucking hot

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Rack, rack city shit

Just call me hot skillet