Everything Litty I Love When It’s Hot Lyrics

Everything Litty I Love When It’s Hot Lyrics sung by Young Thug ft. Gunna represents the English Music Ensemble. The name of the song is Hot by Young Thug ft. Gunna.

Everything Litty I Love When It’s Hot Lyrics

[Intro: Gunna]
Wheezy outta here
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot

[Chorus: Gunna]
Everything litty, I love when it’s hot
Turned up the city, I broke off the notch
Got some more millis, I keep me a knot
I created history and made me a lot
He tried to diss me and ended on Fox
We call them chopsticks ’cause they gonna chop
Took her out of Follies ’cause her p^^sy pop
I run it like Nike, we got it on lock

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Cartier eye
I’m the bossman in a suit but no tie
I can’t be sober, I gotta stay high
Pour me some syrup in a Canada Dry
Ridin’ in the spaceship like Bonnie and Clyde
Don’t worry, baby, I keep me some fire
Shenenehs and Birkins, she cannot decide
The latest Mercedes her go-to surprise
Don’t sleep on miss lady, her p^^sy a prize
D^^k in her back while I’m grippin’ her sides
Bigger Maybach, this ain’t regular size
We really fly, we like pelican glide
B^^ch, you ain’t slick, I can tell the disguise
Upgraded my wrist, put baguettes in that Sky
She sing, I might sign her and change her whole life
I told her to gargle and work on her highs

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I took the Bentley coupe back, then I hopped in a Cayenne (Skrrt)
I put the b^^ch in the front of the Bentley, in front of the driver (Skrrt)
Ayy, man, this synthetic weed, you can’t smoke in the Rolls Royce, woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
I’m still double cupped up, I’m drinkin’, I shoot off your tires, huh (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
I’m in the coupe by myself
I had to kick a door when I was 5
Keep the awards on the shelf
Whole sixteen round in the fire
I’m sick and tired of these young n^^gas act like they firin’, they tellin’ these lies
Actin’ like they the ones created this and they get all the drip from my guys
Yeah, Cartier eyes
Cartier coat, Cartiers the watch
Cartier love, Cartier the thot
Cartier specs, buffalo on the side
Princess cut diamonds, they Cartier, yeah
Cartier bag for the Cartier thot
Sky Wrangler coupe with two hundred the dash
Cartier jeans, ain’t no way I can sag
Ain’t no way I’ma ever gon’ go out bad
I can’t go out, no way I’ma go out
I just grip on her a^^ and I show out
I sit like a champ and I wait on a hold-out
I just whip up a new Chanel Patek
I whip with the wrist and I don’t break the door out
Turn the whole top floor to a w^^rehouse
Hundred racks in ones, dude brought the flood out

[Outro: Gunna]
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot, d^^n
Hot, hot, hot

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