Hot Outside

It's getting hot outside, yeah

It's getting hot outside, yeah

Know that I brought my fye, yeah

Know that I'll die bout mine, Yeah

I never tell do time Yeah

Servin' time before I tell

But I'm doing fine, doing well

I'm doing better than that

Matter of fact I'm doing swell

Lil boy you better get back

Pushing up, I hit him with whatever what the hell

What the hell? What the fuck

Been through the rain, through the hail

So that's why I don't give a fuck

Don't deal with pain very well

So that's why I'm taking these drugs

That's why I double my cup

That's that shit that I love

That's that shit that feel like a hug

Pop that shit, now I feel like a bug

I'm a rich junkie to keep it a buck Yeah

Keep it a buck, keep it a stack

Bitch I been up, you'll never feel that

I could give a fuck, I never feel bad

Brand new Bentley Truck, got room in the back

I call him a hub, the way he be cap

Call him a hub, the way he cap yeah

Call him a hub, the way he cap yeah

Middle of June, it's hot out

What you gon' do? Gon' hide out

I hop in the coupe, and slide out, uh, yeah

I just found out where you live

Got the whole gang pulling up Bitch

That's just what it is

I got that Rover truck Bitch

And you don't got no whip

Brand new baby choppa wassup bitch

Know you could get hit in the rib

Feel El Chapo, King Tut shit

Just look at the size of my crib

You try to run up but ain't touch shit

Got shot at the gate with a sig

Happens when it's hot outside yeah

Hot outside, hot outside, hot outside, hot outside, hot outside