HOT SHOT! ft. Ganta X Lyrics

What do we do, people? The phones are dead. (SOMBER!)

Oh. How did that happen?

It's out in the hall.

No. We don't know that.

The smoke could be coming through an air duct.

Oh, my God! Okay, it's happening.

Everybody stay calm. Everybody stay calm!

What's the procedure, everyone?

What's the procedure? Stay f- calm!

Everybody just f- calm down!

I know thats not right I used to work here

Fold a pussy sideways thinkin he a hot shot

I been gettin dirty ridin waves like a hotspot

Cemetery diggin all these graves so the ops rot

Dont you even talk peak an angle hittin one shots

Fuck what you say dude

You aint even paid dues

Hit you back in dms soon you send the fuckin pay through

You aint got it like i do

I promise you my name be holdin weight

I got the bag

You want the clones thats why yall motherfuckers fake

Huh

Turnin you into a liquid now im fillin up my tank

Collecting funds steal your ones now im runnin to bank

You a problem out the way

I gotta choppa loaded up and know im never shootin blanks

These bitches on my dick and on my shit

I let the choppers spit about to spilt your ribs

And why these niggas talking tough about turn him to a fucking ghost

Got that fucking faggot steady glazing on my fucking post

Peter pipper picked a fucking stick it about to rip your shit

Sally silly titts is on my tip about to Jack my shit

Tom or is it Sam don't give a damn about a fucking lamb

Selling fucking shells around the bell inside a hotel

Got him looking goofy like my uncle call him Quandale

Gotta fucking hammer let it bang just like I'm bam bam

Creeping out the back he eating clips I'm talking full rounds

Got no fucking patience for a patient you a damn clown