Hotboy - Mike Sherm

Need a fan, I’m a hot boy

Big bands, what you got for us?

Get blammed tryna pop on us

Goddamn, hundred shots on us

Need a fan, I’m a hot boy

Big bands, what you got for us?

Get blammed tryna pop on us

Goddamn, hundred shots on us

Been there and I done that

I ain’t never fell off, fuck a comeback

Walked in with my hand on my nutsack

All huns in my pocket, this a dub stack

Dumb cash, blow it all with my dumb ass

Tryna give a bird to a knock, where the bums at?

Fuck around and break your bitch off, where the buns at?

Nah, I’m just playin', nigga, fuck that

I can’t even make this up, it ain’t no nigga like me

I ain’t showin' up if you don’t pay the right fee

Bitch gettin' dropped if she don’t say the right thing

Fifty bitches, fifty states, somethin' like P, bitch

Need a fan, I’m a hot boy

Big bands, what you got for us?

Get blammed tryna pop on us

Goddamn, hundred shots on us

Need a fan, I’m a hot boy

Big bands, what you got for us?

Get blammed tryna pop on us

Goddamn, hundred shots on us

Pop bottles like we at the club

Fuckin' models that you can’t touch

You can’t get a follow and she all on my dick

Tryna knock the door down while I’m takin' a piss

Black car, white rims, I was caught in the mix

If I was movin' weight, I could toss you a brick

About five bands what it cost for a hit

He can’t even get a bag 'cause he off with a bitch

I’m a first class nigga, quit playin'

Touch down, turn it up when this bitch land

I ain’t got a body guard, just a hitman

You can fuck my main bitch for a quick band, nigga

Need a fan, I’m a hot boy

Big bands, what you got for us?

Get blammed tryna pop on us

Goddamn, hundred shots on us

Need a fan, I’m a hot boy

Big bands, what you got for us?

Get blammed tryna pop on us

Goddamn, hundred shots on us