HAWT Lyrics

Yeah, mmm

Yeah, mmm

Makin' this money, yeah

do my money dance, yeah

Makin' this cash

Chasin' it down like it's mufukin' tag

She said she love me, not feelin' it back

You don't want smoke, you don't want none of that

Music is nice, my persona is bad

You wanna test me, I'll come back with cracks

Startin' to love me, they see that I'm hot

Gotta stay fly from the head to the sock

Wheeler in sport like some motherfuckin' crocks

Pick on the comp like a motherfuckin' jock

I'm the MC, you a regular prop

See somethin' shiny, I know Ima cop

Tellin' myself that I better not flop

Rappers that talkin' ain't nothin' but frauds

You'll see

I'll make it look easy and do it alone

Texted she miss me, she smelled my cologne

Talkin' that shit, get a dot to the dome

mmm

Yeah

The way to the glory ain't nothin' but road

Beat is so fire, got ass on the floor

Callin' it now, I'm the next gen goat

Talkin' all my shit, it got you mad, mad, mad

When I get you talkin', make me cash, cash, cash, so

I don't give a fuck, you just a fan, fan, fan

I'm just doin' me, you doin' you, and that's a fact, though

Never been a snitch, you a bitch, cause you a rat

Chokin' on my name like you a motherfuckin', uh, yeah

Never made no money, so I had to make a stand

Gotta make it out, not for me, but for the famo

Makin' this money, yeah

do my money dance, yeah

Makin' this cash

Chasin' it down like it's mufukin' tag

She said she love me, not feelin' it back

You don't want smoke, you don't want none of that

Music is nice, my persona is bad

You wanna test me, I'll come back with cracks

Startin' to love me, they see that I'm hot

Gotta stay fly from the head to the sock

Wheeler in sport like some motherfuckin' crocks

Pick on the comp like a motherfuckin' jock

I'm the MC, you a regular prop

See somethin' shiny, I know Ima cop

Tellin' myself that I better not flop

Rappers that talkin' ain't nothin' but frauds

Yeah, yeah, nothin' but frauds

Never do action, but talkin' a lot

Rather die real, then a bitch thas on god

Fuck dying old I don't wanna die rot

Makin' my shots

When I be shootin', I'm makin' my shots

Ask' all my opps, they hear, da-da-da-da

Fuck what you heard, yeah, don't fuck with the don

Make it stop

You a nobody and I'm on the top

Flexin' my ice, yeah, I'm flexin' my watch

Cush got me trippin', it got me like, whoa whoa, yeah

Me and the boys, we on go, ayy

Music it finna go gold, ayy

Kickin' you out like I'm Poe, ayy

Yeah