Letra de Rolling Loud - Hotboy Wes

(Feat. Big Scarr, BigWalkDog)

Yeah, you niggas know what the fuck goin' on

Big 1017 shit, nigga (Blame it on Monstah)

Big So Icy Gang shit, nigga, Landlord shit, nigga

Ain't never seen no palm trees

Gon' be a murder in Miami if they play at Rolling Loud

Give a fuck about no law, play with my dog, it's goin' down

Threw my Cuban straight to Gucci, said, "I'm jumping in the crowd"

Ain't no other way Hot 'posed to play, that soldier way my style

Fought them boxers, I was ready, he thought he was rolling loud

Diamonds all up on my wrist, hold up my fist, my Rollie loud

Four chopper sticks in the Chevy, that's the way we roll around

And for them bitches that ain't used to know, I bet they know us now

Told Gucci before I signed, I was on parole for possession

Two pistol cases pending, I'm on probation in Texas

Bait 'em in with a thot, when she got the opps, drop a message

Really don't love the bitch, I just use the ho for some leverage

Boy, you ain't with the shit, you just part of that for protection

Just took 'em down for some 'bows and went blew that shit on a necklace

Caught him lackin' down in Georgia, then robbed him out in Giuseppes

Thirties and dirty carbines like we was starrin' in Belly

Two choppers by my dresser, don't need 'em, them bitches extra

Authority tryna life us, we steady applying pressure

Gon' be a murder in Miami if they play at Rolling Loud

Give a fuck about no law, play with my dog, it's goin' down

Threw my Cuban straight to Gucci, said, "I'm jumping in the crowd"

Ain't no other way Hot 'posed to play, that soldier way my style

Fought them boxers, I was ready, he thought he was rolling loud

Diamonds all up on my wrist, hold up my fist, my Rollie loud

Four chopper sticks in the Chevy, that's the way we roll around

And for them bitches that ain't used to know, I bet they know us now

Hey, Big 1017, they like, "Why they showin' out?" (Why they showin'?)

And my left wrist look like levee, look like Florida in my mouth

And I just left from Virginia, I was walking through the crowd (Through the crowd)

And that bitch ain't used to like me, but she talking to me now (But she talking to me now)

We just like Jehovah's Witness, we go show up at your house (Show up at your house)

Feds just did investigation, they took all the pistols out

And if you play with Gucci Mane, we sendin' missiles through the crowd

And then you know we smokin' gas, I'm rolling loud at Rolling Loud

Touchin' backend every week, I throw my money in the pile

And I just popped a Percocet, hold that down

Gon' be a murder in Miami if they play at Rolling Loud

Give a fuck about no law, play with my dog, it's goin' down

Threw my Cuban straight to Gucci, said, "I'm jumping in the crowd"

Ain't no other way Hot 'posed to play, that soldier way my style

Fought them boxers, I was ready, he thought he was rolling loud

Diamonds all up on my wrist, hold up my fist, my Rollie loud

Four chopper sticks in the Chevy, that's the way we roll around

And for them bitches that ain't used to know, I bet they know us now

Turn his concert to a murder scene, don't play at Rolling Loud (Better not play at Rolling Loud)

Neck and wrist cold like a hockey rink (Ice), got diamonds in my mouth (I got diamonds in my mouth)

Blew a bag up on my 'fit, but still might jump up in the crowd (Woah, I might jump up in the crowd)

Hotboy tweakin' out his body, if you play, it's goin' down (You know it's goin' down)

Uh (Uh), woah (Woah)

Me, Hotboy, and Walk, let's go (Let's go)

South Beach, foreign freaks on a boat (Woah)

Five-star penthouse, top floor (Top floor)

I valet my car at the door

Hellcat, red key, ridin' with your ho

Pull a high-speed on the way to the show

Now I'm backstage turnt up, let's go, let's go

Gon' be a murder in Miami if they play at Rolling Loud

Give a fuck about no law, play with my dog, it's goin' down

Threw my Cuban straight to Gucci, said, "I'm jumping in the crowd"

Ain't no other way Hot 'posed to play, that soldier way my style

Fought them boxers, I was ready, he thought he was rolling loud

Diamonds all up on my wrist, hold up my fist, my Rollie loud

Four chopper sticks in the Chevy, that's the way we roll around

And for them bitches that ain't used to know, I bet they know us now

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